I don’t agree with Vonnegut’s suggestion that music offers “proof” of the existence of “god”, which Vonnegut seems to negate, in the same recording, by admitting “whatever this is” (referring to existence). We don’t know what this is. No one ever does, perhaps no one ever will know what this is.
Live, and/or recorded music sometimes allows us intense emotional connections, that also exist independent of the time, and at some distance to the space they are first occupying.
Your touch down in football doesn’t prove “God” exists either.
One can be so moved by music that one is intensely connected to the simulated person(s) sounds via the recorded voice/instruments.
I literally fall in love with people, hearing their music.
Vonnegut falls in love with the idea that perhaps god exists?
Why does he need god to exist? What does he think he gets from that? He thinks god leaves a recording?
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