...a note on the action of choice.
Choice and Decision
Somewhere along the way, it finally dawned on me that the known possibilities are not infinite, they are few. The human imagination can only conjure a select few iterations. A few possibilities which are further reduced by the dizzying array of selections we make per day. The bulk of these selections are mindless, . . .
...you will be measured, you will be judged.
Silence... blissfully-cruel silence.
No... applause, cheers.
No... boo’s, critiques.
The silence created when the space of your mind is flooded with so much input,
that it has the eternity of a moment in which to stop and feel the powerful emptiness of nothing.
Birthed from . . .