How do you communicate, write, or make art publicly, when everything you do or say can and will be turned against you one day? Justice in the court of public opinion may be swift and brutal. Not only that but everyone is just so inundated and saturated with endless communications and creations. All vying for their time and eyes and attention, and belief or behavior modulation. We have to tune it out just to survive, let alone hear the “still small voice” that drives the creative spirit in the first place.
Interestingly, never knew the origin of the “still small voice,” though had some vague idea it was religious (though that’s not quite the way I’m using it above). Not sure I’ve ever read that book of the Bible (Kings, evidently), but I have to admit this original excerpt is kind of cool just purely as epic poetry:
“…a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake; 12 and after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice.”
The rest looks sorta violent, so I’ll leave that off, cause this was already a tangent to begin with. Or was it??