A dog and its bark breaks the silence as I lean on the bark of a tree. Contemplating nature and all its beauty. My own beauty in its natural state as well.
What are we to do but remain silent and listen to the echoes of our forefathers? If not we risk falling prey to absolute silence, not even an echo of a sound in our surround. Nothingness! The void! Erased!
Stop! Press record and go forwards with your own sound. Make it real loud. Let others know you are around. You aren’t invisible! You are invincible!
With much love and hugs from Brooklyn