In words we find how fleeting and changeable is the boundary between the sacred and secular. When we speak of sacred texts, the exalted utterances of prophets and seers, and the invocations of priestesses and priests, we have the expectation and the hope of sacred communication and communion. I think that in part it is the expectation of sacredness that evokes and in some cases creates the sacredness of the words we hear and read. Of themselves, I’m not sure that many sacred texts are actually sacred. The books, the scrolls, the carvings upon stone that are called holy and sacred were not written nor carved by the God/dess/es. All that we have has all been recorded by humans. Moreover, what we have is all written or spoken in human languages. The finite and granular nature of our languages can only capture a small portion of the vastness that is Divinity. To say that any written passage, any book, or collection of books can show us the Divine or higher truths is unsatisfactory. It is as unsatisfactory as showing someone a photo that you took of the Grand Canyon and using your smart phone as a way of transmitting your experience of walking in a place of beauty. If the beauty, the grandeur, is experienced by gazing upon the photo, it is because you have experienced the beauty before and have called it forth within yourself. Like the photo, the words in sacred texts only act as the trigger for the remembrance of the sacred.