jubilant music
Woke up to the sound of full-surround sound playing inside me. It had beats, voice, all the accompaniments. The replica of the soul-stirring jubilant music, real strong acclaim of God's highness, distinctiveness and person that pervaded the space the previous Sunday morning service. My next move was to get off bed, clear my nose and ease off the discomfort that roused me in the first place. Then I joined the ongoing chorus.
Ughghgh! It was terrible. My voice was croaky, jumpy, fading. A tone-sensitive person will throw up at the sound that came out my throat. To think that was an attempt to resonate with the internal sound. That's how people translate their intention into reality most of the time. Imagine the invention of the TV. Those folks must have 'seen' the sound and picture of today's high definition TV systems. But when after untiring tries, their work turned out a squaky black-white moving scenes, they turned out their work to benefit humanity.
The folks that I pity often in this oft-repeated nightmare of efforts to transit from pictures and visions to real-world acts are programmers and software developers. After wringling, unending wristling of minds, you see an output that leaves you wondering whether that was the result of all that lines of code.
I want to say that, like the classic Thomas Edison light-bulb tales have been used to illustrate a million times, that the distance from conception to actualisation is covered with practice. Try again. Repeat the process. Each time it gets better. In product development, poetry and music or any work of innovation persistence makes the difference.
You have heard the sound play in your head, perceived the reality with your heart. You know its impact and beauty enhances. And though what is produced is a far-cry from the intention its not time to stop but to believe in what you heard and sensed.
posted by momentum @ 12:45 AM
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