Many people have instruments to transmit their thoughts. Transmit
quickly. The chorus is huge. Everyone is a writer. Everyone is an artist
without knowing it. It’s always been like that. Even before the instruments.
Before the first human-sharpened rock. Before the first finger in the dirt.
Before the first stroke in the sea. Instruments merely amplify what we know.
Allow us to see what we’re thinking. Sometimes I don’t have all the words I
want. I look for them.