Vibrating to a Higher Frequency

I first heard the story of OM from a homeless man on the streets of Providence.  I was 15 or 16 at the time, and being dropped off at Thayer Street to spend the day in Providence with friends was the thing to do.  My friends were probably in a record store digging for new sounds while I leaned against a building outside smoking a cigarette.  A man approached to bum a smoke, and then began to tell me that the world is made up of sound.  He spoke about different frequencies of vibration and told me how solid objects only appear to have weight and substance because of the speed with which they vibrate.  The original vibration that predated all, he said, was OM.

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