I was watching the world from the top of a hill, not just the landscape, but also the sound, the temperature, and the shifts in gravitational pull caused by the wind.

When everything seems to function, not out of a duty to function, but out of the naturalness of existence.

A “whole” is formed and self-regulates through resonance, and if we pause for a moment, we can also be part of that whole.

An untouchable beauty, the very symphony of existence in an environment.

How different would it be if these visions of pure feeling could be demonstrated? If it were as the gaze that perceives crying, but beyond the instinct of immediate concern, could also see the silence that is far greater than the crying itself.

Silence is rarely still, it seems to be a different kind of presence, one that simply exists and no longer even expects to be noticed.

When we happen to find some other on the street and something seems to shift, an inexplicable sensation with no clear cause or reason, is it a meeting of silences?

or something else? What do you think? Tell me. Since it happen so fast, few stop to notice.

I was cast into the midst of the world, trying to find some understanding within myself that resolves the question of what is truly valuable here.

different from other people... So what?

LainIwakuraBR.