The first time I remember using the term “Minnegeddon” was back when I was a flute performance major at the UofM. I was talking to a friend after a theory class. I said, “Someday I think there is going to be a Minnegeddon at Orchestra Hall.” At that time it didn’t really make sense to me. But now it does.
Minnegeddon, to me, today, means that the whole truth about what happened to Wolfgang Mozart, which has been a closely-guarded and highly occult secret, is being revealed. Since his death, which I now call an assassination, in December 1791, only a chosen few have known the truth. And these people have used their hidden knowledge to control the public into believing things that are not only false but detrimental to them. I think the underlying reason for the persecution (I’ll explain that later) and assassination of Mozart was a gift that everyone he was in contact with who understood it refused to acknowledge. It was a gift that went far beyond his unsurpassed musical gifts. It was a gift of an essence, of perfection. No other musical voice had this gift. In worldly terms, it was the holy grail of alchemy. Used with black magic, it could turn everything into gold In spiritual terms, it was a gift of the Holy Spirit — a priceless entrance into another realm — the kingdom of God.
Mozart himself had some sense of the grandeur of the struggle between good and evil in his life. But what he may not have known until late in the game was that he had been, for most of his life, surrounded by a vortex of the evil eye — people claiming to be his friends, who had in fact agreed to his gradual murder by way of systematic poisoning and what we would today call mind control.
The portrayal of Mozart in the movie “Amadeus”, for example, was deliberately constructed by those in the inner circle who were trying to keep the truth from coming out. In JFK research, this would be called a ‘limited hangout’, as clues were given, but everything returned to Mozart’s being manic, irresponsible and immature.
So now the truth is coming out in a most unusual way. The dreadful CV-19 has, in effect, everyone distrustful of everyone else. Everyone is separated. We all have to watch everything we do. Anyone can infect us. We can’t see the germs. This is ironically consistent, to my thinking, of how Mozart lived for as long as he did.
But, as if the pandemic itself were not enough — slowing down the economy of most of the world and darkening the stages of all the venues where Mozart’s works were carelessly performed by people who had no interest or empathy for what had happened to him, we also have plagues of locusts and this violent sandstorm in West Africa just a few days ago.
But the sound of Mozart’s gift lives on in the Zauberflote that I play. I too have been surrounded by those having ill intent, some of whom have caused me bodily harm. I won’t go into details here about that, except to say that I believe his Zauberflote…the gift for which he gave his life… protects us, and gives us an alternative to fear and despair… it always helps…
I hope you will support me as I start to provide additional sound files…