Gutter and Stars: "When people talk, listen completely."

When I feel like it’s starting to dig in some depths only familiar for instability, I fly and unload it all away. Well, some of it.

The month ends with the gods looming so bright in the purple sky. As if watching us become the color of the sand. The silence that is the breeze, the cracking of the wood on fire, the water that touches our shore and back to the sea. That silence is the truth. And that moment of truth infinity comes to earth.

Silence speaks my love for you.