Alone in the void I drift feeling the echoes of others unable to see from where it’s coming from. The flames of joy flicker casting shadows of doubt. I drift alone In this void I hear the others but can’t find them always just out of reach unsure if they are real or if they are just tricks of the shadows
There is a place of aloneness in us.
We can’t directly share experience.
Understanding of ourselves and others is always in question.
Meanings change between what is said and what is heard.
We drift alone – together.
Voices and words are imperfect shadows of what is true in each of us.
Even well-intentioned shadows can lead to illusions.
Thoughts and words may not connect, but feelings can.
It’s okay to share love, even with those who can’t understand it.
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