I Admire Silence
My mind & body ache for noise, but my soul seeks respite. Where is my peace? Where does the path I tread ease?
Everything is so very simple and complex, interconnecting parts with differing functions and similar appearances or similar functions with differing appearances. Gears and cogs, cogs and gears, what is which? Which is what?
Our world is infinitely diverse, infinitely similar. So hard is it to describe this world we live in, all of the sounds of the moving parts grinding against one another, but as our world resembles a machine consisting of smaller parts, the function of the machine alludes is, what are we working for? What and where is the world headed towards?
My mind grows tired, stressed even, I will revert to my quietude.
Everything is so very simple and complex, interconnecting parts with differing functions and similar appearances or similar functions with differing appearances. Gears and cogs, cogs and gears, what is which? Which is what?
Our world is infinitely diverse, infinitely similar. So hard is it to describe this world we live in, all of the sounds of the moving parts grinding against one another, but as our world resembles a machine consisting of smaller parts, the function of the machine alludes is, what are we working for? What and where is the world headed towards?
My mind grows tired, stressed even, I will revert to my quietude.
26-30, M