We are the dancers of the Eternal Ballet. You have seen us; we are all around you. And you are one of us.
The Celestial Organ stretches across dimensions. Each key is the size of a continent. It has more stops, pulls and pedals than all the cities that have ever existed.
To call the player ‘God’ would be erroneous, he merely plays for pleasure. There is beauty and there is discordance and it delights him that we dance to his tune.
His is the music that shapes the world. We just feel and follow, rhythm beating in our hearts.