I believe in herovolution. God lovingly drags us into His future, changing us.
As we are chosen to be torn in the present between the future and the past, between in and out, our howl becomes music, and we the singing song.
We are first sufferers, protagonists, men between eras, heroes.
(Faintly: Rests—absences—are as important as notes—presences.)
"Come, let us return to the LORD; for he has torn us, that he may heal us; he has struck us down, and he will bind us up" (Hos. 6:1)
King James Version (KJV) 44No man can come to me, except the Father which hath sent me draw him: and I will raise him up at the last day.
John 6:44, Greek tracing and a pun.
[‘draw’/’drag’ in John 6:44, helko, ireo, hero—
Lewis Carroll would be happy: cold, cord, word, worm, warm.]