Status Updates From Shifting the Silence

Fog brings me closer to what I call my soul. There’s an affinity between those darkening mists and my state of mind, a movement from the one to the other, both ways, probably even an exchange of substance…a mystery I can approach, I can hear, although it’s made mainly of silence.

This is a planetary country. We’re in a geography that’s asking a a question: why is your life so monotonous? The question makes that life bearable.

“Almost all of my beliefs have deserted me. I take it as a kind of liberation, and anyway, they were never too many. Our houses are cluttered, our minds too, so a fire as devastating as it can be, can well clear the air, enlarge the space, make room for some silence. Year after year all we do is gather dust.”