Sometimes you have to be silent because no words can express what you feel deep inside.
The emotional world is like an individual cosmos.
My own little universe.
Diverse, chaotic, colourful, stony, undiscovered, explored and much more.
Not even I know all the hidden "planets".
Over the decades, I have been able to explore partial sequences.
"white giants" like joy, happiness, love, excitement, curiosity
but also "red dwarfs" like fear, nervousness and despair
are buzzing around in my infinity.
Unexplored, black holes exist,
in which
"it is not possible to leave the inside once we have entered it ".
(Painlevé-Gullstrand metric).
Do I shy therefore,
to look at these more exactly?
To explore?
But do I risk with the not looking at my "black points"
perhaps a supernova?
An explosion of enormous power,
and inestimable impact?
So what to do when one's own feelings
take on the power of a supernova
and there are no words
to describe
what one feels?
One's own universe
shrinks to a minimum
leaving no room for visitors.
and yet at the same time seems so infinitely large?
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
Already Friedrich Nietzsches described in So speaks Zarathustra:
"The greatest events - these are not our loudest,
but our most silent hours."
Sometimes you have to be silent because no words can express what you feel deep inside.
