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On the Merits of Silence

A soft rapping on the door turns to a frantic knock; a pounding in your head and a vibration in the wood. Now memories are stuffed like ill-fitting clothing into cramped drawers, spilling at the edges, painting a perfect picture of domestic living. A soft breeze in your hair turns to a violent wind, a wind that fractures temples and crumbles ancient cities. You sip water from a fragile, pellucid glass filled with tiny ice cubes and watch the city turn to dust, spotting an arm here or a leg there of the heavy marble statues protruding from the sand. All this is observed in silence, a deep void filling the air like the bottom of a clear lake. And the pillars fall with no witness to the sound since there is none. And you smile because your careful taciturnity proves to be a blessing and finally, mercifully, the knocking stops.