Solemnly swimming in the abyss
\nI have made nothing my home
\nDecorated occasionally by things that happen
\nOr new stuff I learn
\nIn a substrate of sound
\nI float, mostly<\/p>\n
Emptiness is all I yearn for
\nA vessel of potential
\nUncarved, unembellished
\nA fair standard amongst chaos<\/p>\n
What is the loudest noise you\u2019ve heard
\nWithout your eardrums breaking
\nNow watch it grow, exponentially
\nA lot of noise, often, will eventually deafen you
\nBut one blast might change your entire existence<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t wish for the end
\nBut prepare for it
\nGone are day to day squabbles
\nWhen things are properly observed
\nJust listen
\nIn your nothing, in your silence,
\nYou don\u2019t know what you will hear<\/p>\n
Next!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Solemnly swimming in the abyss I have made nothing my home Decorated occasionally by things that happen Or new stuff I learn In a substrate of sound I float, mostly Emptiness is all I yearn for A vessel of potential Uncarved, unembellished A fair standard amongst chaos What is the loudest noise you\u2019ve heard Without … Continue reading Ear Love<\/span>