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DIVINE PITCH
CREATIONS

ABOUT US

Stephen Riddell and Megan Ward are a folk duo who tell stories from the mouth of the fish: Te Upoko o te Ika / Wellington, New Zealand.
 

  • We create spiritually meaningful Art

  • Offer Education to humans of all ages

  • Tell Stories about What Is and What Could Be

  • Manifest small Miracles


We enjoy making our music at the Divine Pitch (A = 432Hz) and encourage others to do the same.

OUR YOUTUBE CHANNEL

We maintain regular output on our YouTube Channel:
https://www.youtube.com/@DivinePitchCreations

Here are some recent offerings:

Divine Pitch Musings: Paradise Lost
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Divine Pitch Creations

Divine Pitch Musings: Paradise Lost

Divine Pitch Musings is a series where we play songs that resonate with us, at A = 432Hz. Paradise Lost by Stephen Riddell. Lyrics: Paradise lost but free will is gained Out of the fears that enslave us to God We all might fall but we well might rise To see creation through our mortal eyes We all might fall We all might rise To view creation Through our mortal eyes So what do you think will you answer the call And join in the fight to throw down the wall That binds us all to long dead words Of Him that made the fish and the birds Sure you can find your morals in books And live by the words of prophets and crooks Or you can hear this voice in your head And do what you think is right instead We all might fall We all might rise To see creation Through our mortal eyes So why don't you come and bite of the fruit Of all that is rendered but does not compute Escape from binary black and white And into the way of the morning light Taste of the the world that's obscured by His might Where white is in black as black is in white The choice you make is yours alone  To have a free will that's your very own We all might fall We all might rise To see creation Through our mortal eyes Your mind is a place of its own in itself Where you can make heaven or hell for yourself So why give up your conceptions to God And make yourself nothing more than His rod Seek in His words and you shall find That something far greater's been left behind But He'll pat your head and soothe your soul As He makes the food that he serves in your bowl   We all might fall We all might rise To see creation Through our mortal eyes So now that you've heard my tale and song Who do you think was the one that was wrong I am the fire and He was the clay That left you trapped in His moral way There's Eden beyond what the Lord set out For those of us that are not so devout And when the time comes well which one will it be? Paradise lost but free will is gained

OUR CREATIONS ARE OF THREE TYPES:

ART

Creativity is what
humans are for

EDUCATION

Making music is too important
to leave to the professionals

TRANSFORMATION

Looking at what is
and what could be

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