How do we capture experience? Trap words in a jar and seal it tight?   Words trapped in a jar and sealed up tight are muzzled, silenced and never heard.   I don’t want to be silent, not heard. Let my shouts echo across canyons.   Sounds – even whispers – echo canyons. The message can alter the landscape.   Now we witness the altered landscape. What we once knew no longer applies.   The world before no longer applies. The clocks have all melted – time is merged.   The clocks h