In order to measure my balance i g out cycling. The day I would fall off the byke I shall know I have lost my balance.
My inability to survive my health wealth my thoughts and passions is too much sadness to bear now.
"I cannot bear my loss and I shall die" is my measure of madness. I go mad trying to prevent this thought.
What is realisable however is my demise witnessed in person by me.
It is impossible to teach how to listen to silence with words. Or sound. Or film. Or images ..... Unless I my self is silent
What is my prime objective?
My silence - no matter what. I am not me otherwise.
What is before past? What is after future?
No matter what - my silence makes me happy most
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