Empty string

The dead realize truths that those who have sealed their ears to the noise and clamor of the world have not realized, because they are silent, sharpened their senses to perceive what is beyond the limits of existence. Perhaps the difference between me and you is that I have realized that truth. You talk a lot about a life in which you spend your whole life trying to understand how to enjoy it, while in my silence I do. Your tangled and different voices, like a loud dissonance, mixed lies with truth, betrayal with loyalty, and all conflicting emotions merged into tones of despairing hope and trembling words of courage, which, with their fear, concealed from you that elegant melody of the universe and the music of innate feelings emanating from our breaths and the breaths of everything and everyone around us. From the novel 234 pages 13x20 cm