The teacher told this story to his students one rainy day:
“You couldn’t call it Rock and Roll Heaven.
There were too many other types of music represented there.
It, where everyone was gathered, was somewhere between limbo and another life on a runaway asteroid.
A collection of souls that couldn’t separate themselves from their music.
From guitar devotees to tambourine fans, they followed their muse blindly. Pianos, drums, trumpets, French horns, tubas, guitars, harmonicas, accordions, violins, banjos, and harps all combined in a cacophony of sound that serenaded the stars every night.
The universal language of music attracted other life forms from solar systems across the galaxies. Celestial beings from Nimius, to the ethereal inhabitants of Anor Minor, listened to the music coming from the rogue asteroid.
The common theme among those musical souls – some referred to them as angels – was a message of peace and love.
Not far behind from where the angels dwelled, there was another asteroid. It was called hell.
It’s inhabitants were tortured souls, stuck in an eternal cycle of hate, greed, lust and vengeance. A collection of demons from every planet in three universes. Their cries haunted the cold cosmos.
Hell grew with hate, sucking it out of every living species and soul. Devouring hope and destroying planets with terrible technologies of the inhabitants own making. It was a powerful negative force that fed on fear.
Sometime in infinity hell crashed into the planet earth. Not long after that the angels appeared. Mankind, in it’s infancy, worshipped the angels and the demons. What became known as good and evil evolved among the human race.
The angels brought with them music in all its forms. The human race adopted the endless varieties of music to protect themselves from evil. As long as music was being played somewhere on the planet there was always hope.”
The teacher paused and looked at his eager young students, before saying, “That’s why the sages tell us that the music must never stop.”
As It Stands, I’ve always considered music a mystical thing with powers beyond our understanding.
The Creative Chronicles of Dave Stancliff 