I have come to the conclusion that the entire raison d’etre (note the influence of my french lessons on my writing) of life on this planet is the creation of Superman. Not the guy with the skintight pants and his underwear on the outside (no, not you Saleem) but the perfect human being.
Having solved that tricky conundrum, the next step is to figure out exactly how to create said Superman.
It seems obvious that Superman’s education must begin in the womb if it is to stand any chance of success. Now there’s not a lot that can be done to directly educate said Superman from outside the womb but perhaps music provides one possibility. Research indicates that the foetus can respond to aural stimuli from the age of 5 months, if not earlier. The findings are crazy - these foetii have been played the same piece of music regularly before birth and have never been exposed to the same music again until some 2 years post-delivery. The children all recognized the sounds they heard and responded accordingly.

The Bahá’í Writings describe music as: “a ladder for your souls, a means whereby they may be lifted up unto the realm on high” This is in-keeping with the Superman project.
So, what should be playing on Superman’s intra-womb playlist? Not the usual brain-food music, the Beethoven piano sonatas for two pianos which are said to boost exam performance if used as background music while revising (though that is also useful, and so do mention anything essential in that department) but rather the music which ladders your soul.
I lamentably dwell in the realms of pop, so my ladder suggestions dont go much beyond the standard fodder of Dylan and, at a stretch, the Bach Cello Suite.
This is not just inane speculation nor a neocratic attempt at going all-interactive, a neocratic big brother experiement but is part of Neocrats 3.0 - creating a living, breathing Neocrat-made-flesh.
Suggestions gratefully received by Mogogo 2.0.














I believe Nietzsche thought of at least some of this first, with his 1903 play entitled, er, “Man and Superman”. The übermensch, or perhaps according to nemoD’s new penchant for German wordplay, the neocratzenübermenschen, should anyway be listening to Philip Glass’s Solo Piano, Bach’s solo cello suites, Mass in B Minor and St Matthew’s Passion, and the Dire Straits.