Передо мной такая красота, такой танец, всё кружиться, как снег, заметает нотами - как давно я такого не испытывала! И я тут, сижу в дурацких красных шортах, потому что платье такое короткое. Пианино и кудрявые струны гитары...
Talking
I am 31 years old. And just now I am realizing that people can't communicate telepathically. My whole life I've been confused and silent. And everyone around me has been upset. Now I know.
How did it happen that we've forgotten? How can we relearn? Is anyone else interested? Or are we stuck in this horrible affair for a while longer?
Now I try to communicate with words, with letters, with sounds; I try my best to reply to e-mails & texts, and outcries. It's a lot of work, a lot of energy ... now I'm tired ... But I'm aware. Somehow it's empowering at times. Sometimes I'm proud of myself ...
Yet words can only point to the Truth, but will never be the Truth.
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