Interesting, I find spirituality in music. I never really thought about that being humanness but I imagine it could be related. Music itself has a sense of spirituality to me. To me that's how it invades the body and emotions in a good way of course. I think a lot of that has to do with ones outlook on life in general though. If someone is not spiritual by nature, I suppose it would be difficult for them to see music from my view.
Notice I keep saying music and not piano. Piano is the means of conveying music. Music is much like beauty, you can't nail a real description to either, they exist. Notes are not music, you can play notes on the piano and never play beautiful music. Beauty and true music coexist in my world. Obnoxious noises played as music is not music to my ears, that's noise. Big difference, again, in my world and I suspect a lot of other peoples world as well.
Yes. To me, life is darkness, more or less. And sound is matter, and music is scientifical sound. The way you move and such. If your ear does not hear it, it is like that tree into the forest where it fell but nobody knew ... it is, music I mean, is manhood made and dependent upon manhoodness and guy parts. Not girls parts. Only guys parts with which to play the piano. Not even ears, I mean those parts that are guy's's. But, that is material, not spiritual, just like music and just like humans. Woman was made from the rib of a man, not from anything else. And, we are made of dust.
Prob'ly, you just think one day and see that you made some dirt and dust. And then you've got water there, too. Of course the world also has fire and wind, but those are less than dirt and water. And one day You just get pretty bored while looking at life, and so you stir those dirts around on the ground and do some water drips in there, maybe even your own loneliness tears? And so you start to make then this little drippy sand/dirt castle, and then you move around a lot. Then, you take a stick and shake it at that dusty things, and you say "POW" and then it's man who is a sinner and moves around on a big circle of dust and rocks in the space.
And anyway, then you just notice it now has ribbolas, and so you take one of those and put more and longer hair on it, and it's a woman. Then those guys just live around on that big, giant circle which also goes in a circles around other circles. That is the Universe, the material universe. It is material, and so is music. Music was made from man coughing up his own dust.