At times I can hear only music:

There is silence and there is sound. One exists because of the other, but they do not co-exist.
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Balance depends on the relationship between them.
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When my relationship is balanced between them, there is peace
               
           
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There is silence and there is song. Music is the conversation of silence and sound when they are in love.

Sometimes I think that when I am grateful enough, when I remember the purpose of life is to love it, I dance through life as if it were a dream.

I feel a little as though I'm flying.

This is what is real. All else is an illusion created by my the ego.
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There is silence and there is sound. If the ego is left unchecked, there will only be loud sounds. In these times I feel poisoned with the neverending noise---the unecessary nagging of the Nevers. The Nevers are not real, but they can scream. The nevers are fears that shout from the rooftops of hell.

And this would be terrifying. But.....There is not just noise.
   
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There is silence and there is sound. And there is the music they create when they are in love.