The thing is, is that there's nothing to really talk about.

What do we talk about?  Our feelings? Reactions? Resolutions?

These are just ours, but we have to question why?


WHY do we need to be right about anything?



There are a million ways (or more) to add up to a thousand.



Is there anywhere that we need to be, other than where we are now, ... just listening...blissfully learning?

...no sound
...no voice


...just the truths we need to be free

Life's one of those 1,000 piece puzzles of a bowl of popcorn.
Hey...spritz  a little butter and enjoy!

I have nothing else to say.