But sometimes, sometimes… some of us… listen–and agree.
Sometimes we do choose to work with Him.
And when that happens–when we resolve not to turn away from what little light we can see, and instead resolve to walk, to bathe, to glory in that light, as little as it may be… then, after a while, sooner or later… we see more light. A lot more; or a little more. Maybe it is only an illusion thrown by an enemy; but it is something to compare with what light we do have.
So we can walk by what light we do have; and search for more light thereby.
And when we do this, we are working with, not against, the 3rd Person of God, the Holy Spirit; and therefore we are working also with the 1st and 2nd Persons, even if we know none of them as such: we are working also with the Father and the Son.
But it is hard.
I bear the synthetic curse, as do we all: the sin of angels, and the sin of the man raised from mud–and my own sins, too. I can hear God a little more clearly when I try to work with what I do know about reality, when I try to be true; and I ardently admit and insist that this is true: for anyone, polytheist, pantheist, theist, dualist, atheist, agnostic, today, tomorrow, or deep in antiquity.
But we, most of us, can only hear a little. And often what we hear is garbled; for the lines of communication have been mangled on our end, by our ancestors, by our enemies, by our selfish perversions, even by our natural surroundings.
All these factors are real; and God will have His creation, will have us, to be real.