Haven't Written in a While

I doubt that anyone reads this anymore because I haven't written in a while. If there is anyone reading this, I guess you are thinking, "I bet he'll write about how he has been and what he has been doing since he last wrote". I guess you are also thinking, "wow that sucks, I don't want to read about that". Well if that is what you were thinking then you are in luck because I am not going to write about myself.

So, what will I write about?

The truth is, I don't even know. What hasn't already been previously written? What novelty will my words add onto a subject or an idea at this moment. There presently is no inspiration for novelty. Instead there is a profound silence that really is not silent. It whispers to us, giving us knowledge, giving us thoughts, and giving us ideas. It is fashioned from within ourselves, the world around us, and from the previous knowledge we have divulged from it. We can only hear it when we are quiet and listening. That is what I have been doing and for the moment, that is what I will continue to do. There presently is no inspiration for novelty but surly, if I listen long enough it will come.