on the threshold
Originally uploaded by intutum.
there is silence
happiness is a foreign concept.
foreign, extraneously foreign.
how would i know that i am happy?
how would i know that i am pretty?
no. you are not the judge of my life.
i am.
i know peace.
i know war.
my war is my jihad, and my demons are in my psyche and the whores of my ego. i know my war, i know my life.
i know peace.
peace is silent.
peace is simple,
peace is patient,
peace is compassionate.
silence is not void,
silence is not empty,
silence is not meaningless.
silence has no meaning.
silence is absolute.
