understand.

in emptiness, lie's everything. every answer to every question. every dream, ever dreamed. every motion in every scene. silence is the highest of the high's. what is important? it is so easy to write something, re-read it and quickly scratch it out, with the same utensil you used to begin with. words are the origin of communication and we're all speaking different languages. communication can be so beautiful, even if we can only understand bits and pieces. it works both ways, and in all directions. there are so many things i still wish i could understand. especially the cycles that continuously repeat within my life-time. all answers come from within. the knowledge is there, but the principles are failingg at being applied. so the question is how can we really truly understand if things remain the same? it's all up to us. especially you and I.