- The Flute, a seer sits in deep meditation chanting the various shades of that primordial sound, Aum, trying to reach that silent space between thoughts. That all-pervading ‘silence’ of which he is a part. An angel, in the form of a piano, beckons him while the strings in the form of three chords (Brahma, Vishnu and Mahesh) cradles him. He dances in the bliss. Suddenly! Body-mind consciousness re-emerges and he finds himself in the chaos once again, [bad word] to re-enter that blissful place between thoughts. The angel (piano) re-appears; he dances again in that bliss. [bad word]  [bad word] myzika_indii