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end.
whether a gentle stream or a raging waterfall,
is it not all the same?
is it more than nonsense
flowing into a formation of symbols,
dead letters and syllables?
(or even less)
in our struggle to overcome the solitude
our search for some security
and meaningless common ground
we miss things of the utmost importance.
We reduce a great tool
to a meaningless stick.
sometimes we should simply be silent,
stop trying to explain, and just
experience without analyzing.
and right now i am the biggest hypocrite of all.
