I have yet to solace anywhere apart from the library.
Large spaces for large ideas...
Did you notice how tall the ceiling are?
Or did you just notice the person standing on the second floor?
The silence hides and protects, but also gives away anything. But I keep my mouth shut so that way the world no longer has to hear me speak, filling it with something that doesn't want to be heard.
I learned that if a tree falls in a forest, it makes a sound if the sound waves hit the ear drum of a living thing.
I've made waves and instead of Art, it was a screechy animal trying too hard to walk and talk like everyone else.
Sounds like a duck, must be a duck, right?
Flesh and bone, yes, but maybe that was on the only meaningful similarity. Humanity for the sake of being human, is not enough to keep people together.