One of the most precious commodities in this life is something just as hard to fight for as other precious requirements: the need for silence. The need to still the mind.
As I attempt to sit, daily, and clear my mind of everyday chatter, thoughts, clatter & clutter I realise what primal energies I am attempting to quell...
The world is awash with noise...its so hard to be alone with oneself... to learn about the world from inner spaces...
Perhaps this is a conspiracy against the spirit...?
Keep the spirit tangled up in knots of noise and non-coherence - so a daily dose of quiet time is something I feel I'm needing more and more.
Silence is precious
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like tumours on our lips
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