today for now

"theres something powerful about silence. i dont know entirely what it is, but something of silence speaks louder than words. music for example, good music (in my opinion) often is comprised of instrumental (and sometimes electronically enhanced) melodic harmonies that vary and flow aesthetically from quiet rhythmic interludes to occasional explosions of chaotic organized sound. for example listen to "the long spring" by explosions in the sky. words arent neccesary to communicate and verify its meaning and existence. it just is. one might argue that music without words leaves it open to interpretation. (just like a painting without a description leaves it open to interpretation) but, i dont think thats neccesarily true. all music has an underlying tone- a beat a note a key -that gives the song a particular aire. it says something without really saying something and its heard the way its said no matter whose ears it reaches. another example if you know guitar tab strum this chord - 022032 - its simple but in its simplicity it still emits a sound of longing and sorrowful yearning. when i play it, my ears internally ache to hear the next sound in a progression, the completion of a pattern. 022032 is opened ended thats just the way it is and the emotion of sadness attached isnt really open to change. (of course the beat or manner in which the chord is strummed also plays a major part in which emotion is communicated) anyhow -that rant aside - i dont think ive realized until the past week how significant silence is. i havent really had words for anything, or anyone. not even to describe what i was feeling or what my days consisted of. i spent a lot of the week in silence not because i really wanted to, but because i had nothing to say. however in that silence the lord spoke very clearly to me in several different areas. and he didnt even speak in that "still small voice" as it is so often termed. he spoke to me in a way ive never really heard before. of just knowing (and maybe that is the "still small voice" who knows) ive havent been doing all that well lately and at first i was worried that i was falling into complacency and a worldly drunkeness (not literally alcohol) that i so often fade into. but really it wasnt any of that, really it wasnt anything to be worried about and i wasnt worried because through it i knew god was speaking to me. in that silence. i'd be at work listening to a co-worker talk about nothing in particular and i'd look at the clock and it would say 333 and god'd be like "i see you even when you dont see me" and it just threw me every time. that might sound creepy and yeah, it kind of makes me look insane, but really it was just an assurance of his peace of his presence that speaks louder than words -any words that this world could ever have. all that being said, in that time i was photographing in part, but not speaking or even thinking really, i was just being and didnt bother to put anything up. but tomorrow i will. peace."