I say something, and it travels right past the dimension of words. It echoes throughout space until it reaches your head and takes form as whatever you think it might. How will we ever reach a deep understanding again? It has to come from silence I think, but we're both too jittery to sit still in it.
There's what I'm trying to say, what I say, and what it might mean to you. Like this:
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Please try to cross the line.
It's rare that two people might be truly capable of reaching each other ever again. IT FEELS LIKE NOBODY IS INTERESTED IN TRYING TO FIGURE IT OUT ANYMORE. They've tricked us into the word trap so hard we think we are different from one another. How have we done this? How have we been MADE TO LOOK LIKE
SUCH
FOOLS?