Silence does something to a person. Me, I love silence- the kind where there is noise, the quiet rustle of leaves or swish of the wind. I live for the time I'm alone, when I can listen to the waves lapping against the shore and just breathe. In and out. In our busy world, a moment of perfect stillness is so rare. Somehow we can always hear rush hour. But there is a dark side of silence-there is silence that itches, silence that rings in your ears, that drives you insane without a distraction from your own thoughts. That's the silence that crawls on your skin and has you constantly checking over your shoulder for the invisible eyes watching you from that dark corner. Silence has personality like us all.
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Abstract Thoughts
RastgeleAs the title suggests, this is just a collection of abstract thoughts and weird little writings. Total rambling. Hopefully insightful into my little mind's big world. Kinda like poetry, but not. Kinda like a blog, but not. Probably incredibly boring...
