Look to Minnesota in the New Year

When Wolfgang Mozart wrote his last major opera, The Magic Flute, in 1791 he had no knowledge of a place called “Minnesota”. In fact, at that time there was no such place in any formal way, as Minnesota did not become a state until 1859. However, this opera may have turned out to be more than a delightful and exquisite singspiel — it also may contain a prophecy…

Mozart describes a minor character who is simply a blackguard who tries to torture, etc, Pamina. His name is “Monostatos”. Hmm…odd coincidence? It happens to sound not unlike “Minnesota”. Well, in the opera, Monostatos is a rogue to tries to interfere in Pamina’s relationship with her stepfather, Sarastro. Monostatos also ends up trying to assist her wicked mother, the Queen of the Night. A nasty character indeed!

Now let’s turn to another odd coincidence. The Minneapolis Symphony changed its name some time past to be called the Minnesota Orchestra. They did not have to do that. In fact, that seems a rather odd thing to do. But they did.

Then, into the orchestra walks someone who has had a significant influence on the life of my children and me. Someone who, almost literally, crawled out of the woodwork at Orchestra Hall. This person did everything in their power to control our lives. Fortunately this situation did not last forever. What I call the lockout of me by the players occurred at that time. And this person, to my thinking, whose behavior qualifies them in the ranks of “the lowest of the low” can only be called “Monostatos.”

During the 18-month lockout of the MO players I attempted to bring this ironic situation to light, but to no avail. And so, I have let go and moved on. But an inexorable process may still be in place. “Monostatos” is apparently still embedded in their midst. But what may have been intended for ill might instead be working for good…

And all that goodness will take place in Minnesota…:-)


A Simple Christmas…M4B*

Because of the persecution at the hands of my birth family, which included being systematically poisoned in their attempts to control this great gift of shalom that is die zauberflote and try to use it against God’s will, Christmas has a special meaning for me. I learned it the hard way. At the time, I could not understand why it seemed that God had abandoned me to people who insisted on turning themselves into monsters. Yet nonetheless I willingly stood in ankle-deep icy mud, at times with tears running down my face, and sang Christmas carols with the neighborhood children in my hometown of Fairfield, Connecticut. Although I came to realize that the persecution would intensify during the holidays, I fairfield house vnever lost my love of every piece of music connected to Yeshua, the Messiah.

But much of the hooplah came to make me quite miserable. The tree, the tinsel, the cotton batting on the mantle with a cardboard sleigh and reindeer, and of course, “Santa Claus” — whoever that was — came to represent to me an abyss of hopelessness.

“Let’s have our Christmas!” my Mother would chuckle, as she got out her notepad to record which gift was from whom, so we could immediately send thank-you notes for everything under the tree.

Well, that was it. The Bible sat dusty and untouched on a bookshelf, and everything swirled around who got what. And of course, I seemed to end up with items I had never wished for nor could ever use. That seemed to be part of the orchestration.

At the time, being quite young, it was all very confusing. Now, looking back, I can see how God has used everything for good, for I literally cannot tolerate anything having to do with Christmas that does not directly lift up the Lord Jesus Christ. I no longer ‘celebrate’ what I call ‘Xmas’. No tree. No lights. No wrappings. Just the music. And The Presence.

And I am richly blessed…I invite you to do the same…:-)

*M4B=Mozart For Believers

“Minnegeddon”, and what it might mean to you…M4B*

As the locked-out Other Mozart I have a unique perspective. In fact, I sincerely doubt that anyone who knows me — be they friend or foe — would disagree with that statement. I see things, as it were, from inside an opera — things are either blissfully wonderful or truly horrible. I even saw what I call a ‘dark angel’ long ago, whom I came to believe goes out of its way to try to cause trouble for me and my family, so I have no doubt that there is an adversary I have to deal with every day…

If my thesis is correct — that Wolf was given an unusual gift of shalom — of the Holy Spirit — that those around him tried to steal from him and refused to confirm — then it follows logically that his death, whatever the technical cause, was an assassination. In fact, looking from my perspective, it seems a miracle that he was able to live as long as he did and succeed in giving us such a prodigious output of masterpieces that have held their own and are beloved over two hundred years later.

And, if it is the case that Wolf was assassinated because of a gift of the Holy Spirit, there is enormous support in the Word that God will not let that go unpunished. In fact, we learn from Annanias and Sephira, that anyone who deliberately tries to steal from God can drop dead on the spot. We can, in fact, see after Wolf’s death, that some rather strange things happened to those around him, including Salieri, who went mad, Puchberg, who died broke, and Constanze, who turned into a money-mongering hypocrite, pretending to further Wolf’s work but really just wanting to make money.

But I doubt that the saga ends there. I think, throughout history, that those who produce and perform Wolf’s music, while having contempt for him and his Gift (the movie “Amadeus” is a litany of that contempt, imo), run the same risk those who knew him did. They too are forever affected by his music, as this Gift is carried with it, wherever Wolf’s music goes.

And so, I believe, a Minnegeddon has begun. All that has been hidden about Wolf is coming out into the open. All the money stolen from this Gift is returning to God. And those who act in deliberate contempt can face dire consequences. In fact, from what I see, people stumble into what I call the Kingdom of the Night. It is a kingdom with a heirarchy. At its head, pretending to be a gentle Christ, is the dark angel I call The Night Magician. The actual heavens are closed, and these unfortunate souls seem stuck in this ultimately frightening place, until they come to the real God with real repentance. This kingdom has its own churches and schools, so many do not realize they have been deceived. The lucky ones are those who do not fit, and who are ‘chastised’. They may encounter imbalance in their life, they may even hear this dark angel attacking them. Such happened, in fact, to the player I call “Monostatos”, who kept hearing what they said was a ‘riding-crop voice’.

If I am correct, as events play out, everything having any connection to Wolf will, in fact, end up being turned inside-out. And, if you have anything to do with Wolf or his music, or me and die zauberflote, the same may be true for you…

*M4B=Mozart For Believers

The life of a Mozart…’controllers’…

If you look with discernment at the life of Wolfgang Mozart you will find that there are things that just don’t seem to add up. For one, he was constantly composing and in great demand, and yet he was always beset with serious financial problems. For another, those close to him, his own Father being an excellent example — unfortunately– were extremely disrespectful to him, both in person and behind his back.

What you won’t know, unless you really dig, is that it is entirely possible that Wolf was supposed to have been subject to ‘controllers’ throughout his life. To what end? Well, we need to start with the axiom that he had been given a gift that no other musician had, and that those around him were intent on controlling that gift while trying to keep him ignorant of it. I think just about everyone would agree that Wolf was a people-pleaser. I doubt that most people understand how deep that went, though.

But Wolf made a run for it. He figured out the truth about the extraordinary gift he had been given, at least by what turned out to be the end of his life. He may have sensed where he was headed. He put all of that wisdom and knowledge into his last major opera, Die Zauberflote. That was on September 30, 1791. By November 20th he took to his bed for the last time. He took his last earthly breath on December 5th.

If you go to Vienna to look for graves you will, of course, find none for Wolf. But you will find one for Constanze, and one for his sister Nannerl. At opposite ends of town. Could they have been his controllers? I’ll let you figure that one out on your own…

The ‘big secret’ that wasn’t….M4B*

If any of the countless people who have tried to destroy die zauberflote, and me in the process (Mr. Schrickel, for one), had bothered to ask me if I had any understanding that there was a good possibility I had been systematically poisoned as a child by my Mother so that she could ‘control’ me and, of course the position associated with being the heir of Wolf’s legacy, and try to use substance connected to die zauberflote for herself, I would have said, ‘well, of course I did.’

What sort of happy, carefree child, healthy as a horse, who finds themself suddenly sick as a dog, while their usually hostile Mother, suddenly switches into helpful-nurse mode — serving up ginger ale with shaved ice and saltines — wouldn’t, after a few such episodes start to ask, ‘what is really going on here?’

And so, yes, I was aware of what was taking place. Being able to get out of the situation in one piece was another matter entirely. To complicate matters even more, I was forced to attend and participate in a church I can, in retrospect, only call apostate. What I was apparently supposed to ‘learn’ by this false church is that God was unable to help me and did not favor me so would not help me either.

My hope was to escape to New York City and find help there. But rather than going to a conservatory, I ended up being kicked out of the Fairfield house by my Mother with $30 to my name (while she withheld my childhood savings account which had a significant amount of money) after I had managed to find a job outside of music in New York. She demanded I quit. I refused.

My Father almost died by his own hand in that house. He took rat poison in the basement. Did he realize what she was doing? Was he a part of it? I will never know for certain from their lips because neither of them talked, and they are both now gone.

The behavior of the one surviving birth family member, on the other hand, speaks volumes to me. The fact that I outlived our Mother seems to have stunned this person, who quickly moved to a small West-African country without extradition to the US (where, in the state of Connecticut, attempted murder has no statute of limitations) this person darts around the US during the summer, hiding at times even in the homes of some of my family members. This person claims to be a Christian surrounded with a ‘cloud of witnesses’. Needless to say, this is lawless behavior. Is this person,as a CT States Attorney cautioned me, looking for an accomplice to finish what my Mother began? I hope not, but I do not know. Will this person repent of their involvement in this murderous agenda? I certainly hope so…

I do know that I have been healed and delivered of all the damage inflicted on me in that house by the power and grace of the gift of Holy Spirit of the Lord Jesus Christ that is die zauberflote!

*M4B=Mozart For Believers

Was Mozart poisoned? *M4B

During the 80’s, the intellectual and musical community went into something of an uproar over the question of whether or not Wolfgang Mozart had been poisoned.  This was largely due, of course, to the outrageous play and then movie, AMADEUS.  Wolf was presented as an irresponsible, narcissistic person, who had a hard time getting along with people, and as a result, suffered a miserable and premature death.  But was it murder?  Did Mozart’s rival at the court, Antonio Salieri, actually poison him?  In AMADEUS, the conspiracy is trolled throughout the movie, but it is never specifically identified.  There is no scene of Salieri offering Wolf  a glass of wine laced with arsenic.  There is no plot devised as to just how this would have taken place.  It is all left up to our imaginations — and just as the movie’s offhand references to a ‘magic flute’ leaves us with only whispers of what might have happened.

When we look a bit deeper into the underlying aspects of AMADEUS we do find, oddly, that Salieri apparently did ‘confess’ to poisoning Wolf late in life.  When Ludwig Beethoven found out about this possibility, however, he jumped to his teacher, Salieri’s, defense.  Even more odd, Wolf himself said that he felt like he was being poisoned with acqua toffana by someone who had estimated the exact time of his death.  That sounds rather like ritual murder, don’t you think?  Wouldn’t researchers go diving headfirst into this possible conspiracy to murder the greatest musician of his day?  But no.  Instead, we find the ‘serious’ historians poo-pooing the idea and chastising anyone who finds anything about it credible.  This is what AMADEUS does.  It belittles even Wolf’s own statements, as well as Salieri’s, so that we are supposed to be left with the thought that poor old Mozart just caught a bad cold or something and died.  Sob, sob…

However, if we look at Mozart’s gift from a Christian perspective, we can open a door that has, until now, remained bolted shut.  If Wolf had an extra gift, an unusual gift, that everyone wanted to steal so nobody would confirm to him, his life takes on a different meaning. If, everywhere he went, he was being sandbagged by people pretending to be friends only to trick him and cheat him of what he had rightfully earned, some of his actions that have not made sense now might. Wolf was excoriated for his sarcasm.  If someone were tricking you, leading you into losing situations, slandering you behind your back, and trying to cause you to end up in the poorhouse, just how would you react?

If Wolf’s unusual gift were a gift of the Holy Spirit, how would that affect his life?  It could only be used in kindness and forgiveness.  It could not be used for personal gain.  It could only point to and honor Jesus.  It could, then, tell him the truth about every situation he was in and protect him from all harm.

Just what connection might this have to Mozart’s being poisoned?  If you knew you had access to a person, say, as a family member, or spouse, who had an unusual gift of which they remained unaware because nobody would confirm it, would you be tempted to try to control it, and use it for own ends?  Might you be tempted to make a way to assure yourself that you would never have to worry about Wolf’s finding out the truth of this gift?  If so, just how might you accomplish this?  One dose of poison to murder him? Or small doses to weaken him and make him vulnerable to being controlled by the one doing the poisoning?  Just some food for thought…

*M4B=Mozart For Believers





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