Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 107, Tuesday
April 17th, 2018
Chapter Two: The Music
The music of the people, the drums they beat, the rhythms
they made, they pushed the stories of each tribe, each family, deep into the
memory of its members.
Drums, and rhythm, these operated as a visceral
reinforcement of the memories that the human tribes passed down from one
generation to the next.
It changed them on the genetic level, setting up
successive generations to recall them, relive them, to transform those stories
into a part of their being.
Jim played to this phenomenon, he avidly worked to
eradicate any form of written narrative. He succeeded. Every tribe developed
its own oral tradition. Stories were handed down from master to pupil.
Paintings and images, sculptures, these became objects of
religious ritual and devotion. People only engaged in their creation with
careful attention.
Music was the heart of the people.
Each tribe found its own interpretation of the musical
scale. They developed their own drums, and their own pipes and horns, and
instruments made of string.
This was a great science.
The exchange of music between cultures was often met with
alarm, and fear.
All music was recognizable as music. But the form that it
could take, the beat, the measure and the timing, the tonal quality, these
could create significant psychic disturbances in people who heard an alien
scale for the first time.
For thousands of years Jim worked to exasperate those
differences, before finally bringing them together. The result were new
traditions of overwhelming beauty and complexity. Which not only captivated
human audiences, but enthralled the Collective as well.
It was a grand orchestration.
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