Sometimes I feel that I have a unique outlook on life. As I try to analyze the tumult around die zauberflote, I am frequently impressed with the idea that there is something out of the ordinary going on here. Just the same, one might suppose, if there actually were something like a magic flute, it might have some sort of effect on people or circumstances. Indeed, this appears to be the case.
From my perspective, what I am seeing is this — those who hear die zauberflote and have a trained ear either love it or try to block it. My flute teacher, for one, seemed to think that blocking it would be as easy as ‘taking candy from a baby.’ But the energy of the flute seems to have a protective power, so that anyone who tries to attack it becomes themselves the sole bearer of the consequences of their actions. It seems to deflect ill-intent onto the originator. What that person wishes for another, such as me, becomes their fate. Sooner or later, those with a trained ear begin to realize what is happening. Their life is being changed for the better, but they may not see it that way. So they begin to scream and yell, so to speak — sometimes literally, sometimes on paper or on the net. When they begin to experience the full effect of die zauberflote they turn and run. But they don’t give up. Instead, they try to enlist unwitting proxies to continue the attack on their behalf. Then the proxies seem to go through a similar experience, and so on.
It can be said that the aisles of Orchestra Hall are already filled with the corpses of those who have tried to block die zauberflote. Why would anyone want there to be any more? This is difficult to explain to people who seem to think, as my teacher appeared to, that they will be the one to stop it. :-0