There's a reason not to want this...but I forgot.

Beneath the layers of noise around us pervade whispers of the deepest truths. A beckoning, calm and soft; easily drowned out but impossible to silence. A constant rhythm of tranquility, lying beneath the immediate, beneath the easy. Nothing could be simpler but nothing could be more ethereal and yet completely real. A wholeness made complete by our deepest longings meeting their satisfaction in what has always been all around. Upon it all we build all we know. Monuments to us or even monuments to it. But nothing is more durable and nothing is more beautiful. Nothing is more satisfying and nothing is more fulfilling. It is from where we have come and it is to where we will one day return.

And sometimes, in the silence, you can still hear it.

Sometimes, in the noise, it can be louder.

If you are listening.

-Zack

"Who are you taking coffee with sugar, who are you echoing street signs?"
-Vienna Teng