Silence is not always the peaceful absence of sound, but it is a power, a force, a curse, a binding spirit making us unable to speak. It imprisons at times; it chokes.
Silence holds captive the voice, it imprisons the heart, it holds back emotions and opinions, both good and bad. It keeps unnamed emotions from finding their names, from manifesting, from joining the conversation.
Silence neglects to step up and stop wrongdoings; it does not reward the good things.
Silence does not applaud the good things either– it does not reassure, does not favor, does not help, it does not reinforce good behavior.
Silence is the cry of the voiceless.
:gentle hugs: This is gorgeously painful or painfully gorgeous. I love the way you use language to express emotion.
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Thank you. I wondered if it made sense to anyone besides me. ((Hugs)) to you.
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Powerful! Well put.
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Thank you Delia. This Vertigo is giving me much time to think about things.
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