They Don't Want What You're Sellin, Boy

 

 
My creative output has been decreasing a lot lately, and it just hit me: why are you bothering? Why put yourself out? If you WANT to do that work, do it, but don't imagine that hardly anyone will see it. Most won't understand it, and the ones who do understand it will likely hate it. For that matter, why write blog posts like this one? That's a little different: I feel a compulsion to write sometimes. I am actually more a writer than an artist, though I am both.

I am profoundly out of step with this era, and I THANK G-D and everything holy that I am. I see all the time the consequences of being IN step with it. People are literally endangering themselves and sometimes dying to be in step with "the world" and conventional "wisdom," and if they are not endangering their health (which often happens,) they are endangering their souls.

Sometimes I can see for miles and miles, but it does no one any good but me. And I am grateful that it DOES do good to me, but I understand that to most people, to the extent they think of me at all, I am a hermit crank. They don't want to buy my apples. Even if I give them away for free, because they aren't really mine.

And I know that I live beyond the pale, far from the cities and plots of men, and whatever calamity befalls them is unlikely to touch me. I can see their plots coming miles away. This is my sanctuary, and I am practically invisible here. Held in the hand of G-d.

So why try to talk to a world I hate and which hates everything I love?
What's the point?

Is there a people more deaf and hard of heart than this one? It's hard to imagine if so. If someone does want to turn to G-d, why talk to me? Read the Bible! You don't need it second hand. People getting things second hand is a big problem because they keep getting it wrong. What do you do? Obey the Commandments, love G-d, do not transgress against your fellow man. Do not defile the image of G-d in you with lewd conduct.

A fact of life has been knocking on my door for awhile now and I haven't wanted to let it in. Well it's time I did let it in:

They don't want what you are selling, boy. They never did.

And they have a human right to try to try to get what they do want, even if what they want destroys them. Which, if they are seeking worldly things and their own ego and willfulness and the values of this era, it absolutely will.