“There is but one place where humanity coalesces with the purest concentration of earth. 

 

This is in a dimension where blank noise is alive,

and silence inhabits a fluid entity

 

where we are dormant observers of the other worldly.

 

There is a plane of sound and movement

where within we reside

 

and in the absence of reverb there is a language unbeknownst to us,

 

that whispers to us in the dialects

of rustling foliage and soft wind 

rushing rain and warm light 

the steady bump of a heartbeat

 

and this is silence.

 

This is peace and truth,

this is life and clarity

 

this is silence.

 

This is awareness and being,

this is conscious stillness 

 

this is silence.

 

And this is how I survive.

 

Because I was not built to withstand constant tension at 80 degrees

busyness prickles my outsides

and the loud aches,

 

and in the human world where foaming mouths are always open, screaming,

where the medium of talktalktalking 

is sharp pain and dark poison,

 

I cannot exist. 

 

In a world that refuses to cease,

 

silence breathes life into me.“