Knowledge is your best friend. It’s the sword that cuts clean the ambiguity. Cuts clean the ‘ifs’ and the ‘buts’. Makes apparent the value of this breath, the value of this existence. It is the only thing that produces that parallel between everything and you. It shows you where you belong and where everything else is. Without judgment. If you call it silence, then it is silence, but it is a silence of a different kind. It is the silence where the heart is full, not empty. You could call it the absence. But it is the absence of a want of anything: because you are full.
