A mantra for the early christian scribes as they worked can be seen in a comrade's description: "The universe-will trying to catch the lightning of reveletion in a physical bottle." Keep in mind that few of my comrades are human, most of them figments of my mind.
The early christians wrote things down so they could be spoken out loud, not read in private and alone. Paul's epistles were scripts to be performed to a room full of people, the vocal chords engaged, gestures movement and action employed as the promoted dogma. They were a communion they weren't private moments between a reader and a writer with a frozen message to share.
Then from the very early church when Paul had to fear the earthly tyrant Nero there was a bolshevism amongst the christian believers that declared their encounter with their transcendent message was so real they'd risk their lives to carve it into the physical material of the world, let god witness their loyalty and devotion, let others follow in their footsteps.
Indeed for the pre-christian Celts of Britannia and even the training that produced a post Roman bard like Taliesen would be considered cruel and unusual in this day. While performing, had Taliesen produced a note from his pocket, or used a telepromoter, it would have been considered sacrilege. He was supposed to be a direct link between mortals and Awen, the divine flowing spirit of inspiration.
Go ahead, if you won't I'll say it: "Taliesen is a reminder that the human body is capable of carrying the full weight of the world's meaning without outsourcing it to the written word or a Machine."
We were Awen and still are.
