For me, it seems, that silence is silly (even if no one is listening). I think I am my best when I am critically and creatively thinking and discussing those thoughts. I find it hard to find forums of discussion that encourage discussion with out judgment of intention. So there are these continual lingering insecurities. These insecurities are problematic because they exist as a result of wanting to have something and ultimately prevent me from simply being.
And there is the struggle, to simply be through acts of thought and acts of creation. And somewhere in between try and understand the what and the why, out loud. So the written word is reflected thought, becoming a marker of its own growth and evolution.
There is clutter in the mind and it can’t be retained within it, whether it is worthy of retention or not is irrelevant. I’ll scatter the clutter here.
Oh what fun.
re: silence … i once heard this dude say, “if you don’t say anything, you never have to repeat yourself.”
truths spoken by fools are still truths. also, strictly technically speaking, you did not *hear* him say it. you read it.
i wish i’d heard him say it.
you’ll have to come closer for that.