What do we prefer after all? What are we really seeking and what for? Is it the fear of being alone, of staying alone surrounded by silence that urges us to seek noise?
Or is it the sweet, sweet indulgeness in our thoughts that unconsciously drives us towards silence?
Maybe it’s the desire to escape from those tormenting for our inner health thoughts that makes us turn to noise; noise created by people without necessarily a purpose – just lack of silence.
Sit and ponder.
Simple, trivial, mere thoughts, nothing specific.
What will emerge?
Your deepest, most secret thoughts in an inexplicable form.
You can’t explain it. It happens. And sometimes your own revelation might leave you spellbound, as if wou’re struck by an invisible inner powerwave.
Try to compromise with it – or maybe not?
Try to approach it from different angles until you find the ones that soften the most – or maybe not?
Let the lyricism, the melody of it drive you through paths that can seduce you –
Do a n s w e r s really exist?
What if all the quests ever ventured and to be ventured are nothing but a game to trick ourselves into believing?
Can anyone aswer that?
* Should anyone answer that…? *