Futility of Voice...or Not.
Raise your voice like it's your child...squander it and curse it to a life of loss and despair.
Some try so hard to reclaim the audience they once had. They try so hard that they start screaming their original message from the rooftop of their lungs…but no one understands it anymore. It can’t be understood because the words are now stained with bias & hiding behind that bias conceived mask to hide from the judgement of others. The words soon cascade into all that those who first uttered them have read, not what they’ve learned, certainly not what they once believed.
Yet they still try to scream their same message louder. But their lungs fail them because those lungs, those vital organs of voice, are fueled by the heart. And their hearts are sick.
And because their hearts sick those hearts are soon dying because those hearts have been severed from that most intangible (yet vital) organ that those hearts, all hearts, need to survive…the soul.
Soon they realize their screams are just hoarse whispers, eventually devolving into pictureless posts. Eventually their words are nothing more than an impression on a canvass that is daily replaced by a sequence of letters and numbers. And they, like their words, are forgotten.
When one loses one’s voice…. we lose our way. We also lose our way back to our hearts. And it’s in our hearts that our true home lies. Without it, our soul has no home to which it can return. And then we are ghosts.
So hold onto your heart by honing and caring for your voice, care for your voice by choosing carefully the words you allow it to court…
…. or God help your soul as it becomes lost in the woods of the words that no longer have meaning but aggressively block the paths that lead home.
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You have just described someone I know...in detail. Thank you for clarifying this sensitive issue, even though there is nothing I can do to change things. At least I know that I am not alone.
Great read. When we lose our hearts or betray it and ourselves we betray others, we end up in the same place, lost and wandering the barren, devoid landscape of what we once thought was relevant and meaningful, feeling empty and soulless. The clicks and likes we thought was a foundation, are as fleeting as the quicksand of fame and fortune.
Then there are those that lost their hearts from the get go, when they bought into narratives that amplified empty messages that paid well and gaslit the follower as much as the leader bought the gaslight of fame and fortune.
When you deprive your Heart of love your soul bleeds. When you don’t choose your love of humanity as your starting point, your foundation is quicksand and when you reach out to engage humanity your on the path of betrayal and failure.
I remember as a young folk dancer pulling up in the bus at the next dance tournament as the girls ran out calling my name in swooning worship. It shocked me to see worship from people I hadn’t a clue off. My first thought was, this power is dangerous and makes them vulnerable.
I realized we have a responsibility to not disadvantage when you have the advantage, instead you teach humility when you are in that, position of power.
Screaming the old message that garnered worship, follows and clicks, was abused by those that lost their souls.
Keep your heart strong and message the truth as you navigate life and nurture your soul that will feed life to everyone that listens. Your foundation is key and to make a difference, love with your heart and breathe it from your soul otherwise you will sell everything that is you.
Your foundation is your soul and your heart is your trumpet, use it wisely.