It's been a while - I'm glad to see you back! I must say that I don't find you weak at all for not meeting with the Silence yet - it takes great strength to live. ><> Jody
Is it strength, truly, when all that you long for is in your reach, but you are too apathetic to grab it? Is it strength to keep existing only to exist?
If I were strong, I would shove the Silence away with rough hands, and run headlong into the bright glare of the light and the noise. If I were strong I would dive into the Darkness and catch the Silence and force it to take me with it.
I am not. I walk on this small, crumbling path, trudging forward into the grey reluctantly, a wall at my back shoving me forward. I am aimless in my shame, allowing Existance to push me where it will. No longer caring for anything but one day having the Silence accept me as its own. I am marked already, but it won't take me.
It is strong to live if you wish it against all odds, but weak if you only live because you cannot die.
Excellent point - and very eloquently put. But what makes you long for the Silence? Why don't you fly into the arms of life? Is there only one choice that you are willing to make?
Too often we think there is only Silence or a cacophony of Sound - but perhaps there is another choice. Perhaps we can only live (and truly live) where there is harmony between Silence and Sound. Perhaps we can only live in the embrace of Salvation. ><> Jody
Silence is as close to perfection as I can imagine. It is soft and secure. Pain and fear melt away beneath its gaze. It gives rest to those who are endlessly weary. It sheilds from the cacophany of abrasive sounds and harsh lights. Silence and Darkness together. They comfort when there is none.
Can there be a true harmony between two polar opposites? I don't believe so.
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I must say that I don't find you weak at all for not meeting with the Silence yet - it takes great strength to live.
><> Jody
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If I were strong, I would shove the Silence away with rough hands, and run headlong into the bright glare of the light and the noise. If I were strong I would dive into the Darkness and catch the Silence and force it to take me with it.
I am not. I walk on this small, crumbling path, trudging forward into the grey reluctantly, a wall at my back shoving me forward. I am aimless in my shame, allowing Existance to push me where it will. No longer caring for anything but one day having the Silence accept me as its own. I am marked already, but it won't take me.
It is strong to live if you wish it against all odds, but weak if you only live because you cannot die.
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Too often we think there is only Silence or a cacophony of Sound - but perhaps there is another choice. Perhaps we can only live (and truly live) where there is harmony between Silence and Sound. Perhaps we can only live in the embrace of Salvation.
><> Jody
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Can there be a true harmony between two polar opposites? I don't believe so.
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