Silence gets us nowhere...gets us nowhere way too fast...

...yet somehow it is golden...people always say you don't truly appreciate something until you no longer have it, but I don't think I've appreciated silence this much in a very long time...
...I also like to think that there are at least two kinds of silence. The first (and most commonly noticed) is the silence of your surroundings. All I hear now is the quiet tap of my fingers on the keys and it is undoubtedly one of the most beautiful sounds I have ever heard. The second is silence of the mind. I've never been privy to this particular brand of silence for more then a few moments. My mind is always swirling with thoughts whether they be my own musings and contemplations (thank you Chiron) or song lyrics or past conversations. Silence of the mind is not something I would want on a regular basis but I wouldn't mind it a bit more often. Since Chiron has returned to me (Chiron=muse) my mind has been a jumbled mess of ideas that I'm trying to work through. I can't look at a pastoral scene without thinking of alternative ways of describing it. I can't look at a person, watch their actions and not try to build some sort of a plot or thesis around what they are doing at any given moment. It's wonderful to be able to think in terms of colour when I've been seeing things in grey for so long but I still have to get used to it.
...I went to Dupont Circle today and so much came to me, particuarly when I was in a photography gallery. This man's work was absolutely amazing, one particular picture of an Israeli soldier by the Wailing Wall had ideas seeping out of my pores. So as of right now I'm not at a loss of ideas but rather at a loss of determination to solidify these ideas into possible short stories or social commentaries. What I think I'll do is just write down my ideas as they come and put them all in a box (flame retardant of course, with my luck) and just hope that one day I'm struck by the sudden urge to write...
...and now, the sun of my conscienceness shall sink into the burning embers of the sea of dead as the viking ships of past sank to their final resting place...in flames and glory...
...adieu...