Imagine there is an antenna/rod going through your body, from the top of the crown all the way to the down (floor), where your feet stand.
This antenna receives the frequency of consciousness* and puts it into the rod, with you being the mind/control center. You are the one able to use this, and display/put forward your energy/frequency from this rod and create your human form, (so you are creating a human imagine of yourself based on what you think you think you are) - Level 1 of stability (is that we can control this frequency/vibration that we have a formed from the center rod out to our skin so we can be apart of this life??)
- You create your own human form based on what you think you are.
Level 2 - uses tools to expand form (ie instruments for music, paint for art)
Music - using sound to expand ones form in space is to step outside of the level 1 stable form and create a much large entity( or like occupying space/energy) and that allows people within your energy field to be apart of what you are doing (via vibrates between the people and sound waves.
So that person, now has become the size of the room, or whatever they are playing, if its in on the streets, they may only create a nice small bubble around them in a way, and that is now there form.
Art is similar but more so, leaving a bit of energy/? behind to allow for it to remain forever, has this body is only temporary.
We have been given the opportunity to be allowed to do things that preserve us, not in physical form, but through imprints off that persons frequency on via artworks (paper, digital, sculptures) This way we will always exist, if the artwork is remember.
Once forgotten, can one stay it truly exists.
*imagine its similar to God, with the control of everybody, allowing them to do what they want, but also, the Consciousness can try and allow things to happen, i.e 2 people meet for a reason, but they have to take it upon themselves to can action. It just provides the right situations to occur for us to partake.
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