Everything natural abhors silence. Sound is comforting. When you listen, submerged in any natural context, you’ll notice it never stops. Everything is talking, the birds and the insects, the sand and shrubs. 129 more words
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If i’m honest with myself, i feel like i haven’t been honest in an awfully long time. Not really because i didn’t want the truth, but because i was terrified of it, perhaps, or because i didn’t really believe the truth was indeed the truth, or most probably because i didn’t know what the truth was. 1,093 more words
liquid sounds burbling in the throat of a warm-blooded beast
written in seafoam and waves crashing on smooth black rocks.
a lagoon lies ahead… 103 more words