Sep 10, 2006 11:35
i write from a place where time and strength have faded, where understanding turns grey, and spoken words could never justify breaking the empenetrable silence that carries in it's wake the end from every piece of floss and thread that have collected in the crevases, and which stands between my very small self and the Unwavering Truth, whatever that may be...
to a time and place where the dust has settled, the wind has died down, and the endless array of questions have found themselves answered in the same Truth that has forever stood the test of time.
here it's quiet but filled with so much taunting noise as to bring you to begging for deafness. i bet it's a lot quieter over there.