Ideality trumping reality.
Unheard by all others.
Those voices in our heads, screaming within endless silence. Murmuring what might and might now be or become true.
The mind never truly rests. Instead, it seems to best represented by an iceberg. Some seen above the waterline, with many other scenes of lurking below and out of sight. Be thankful for the hidden silence.
Elevate these swirling thoughts by recognizing and respecting your thoughts from yesterday and creating tomorrow. The murmuration of memories to be and yet to be is just one part of existence from the past and for the promise of tomorrow.
From The House at the Edge of the Force – make your murmurations meaningful.