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Karlaz: The Way of Freedom

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“I focused so much on my conscious mind that I forgot about the one beneath it, the one that wanted to talk but could only whisper. I'd suffocate those whispers and I'd feed the silence, but it was still there, hidden but not discreet as it pierced my insides with the sharpness of its thorns, growing inside me within the darkness of my soul. I continued to pretend it wasn't there, that I was okay. Because everyone else's opinions, although they shouldn't matter, they did. They did and it made all the fucking difference.”

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“God is the darkest creature in the universe, sitting on his throne of perpetual malice. He gives only one answer. Silence is his answer, always. The silence that surrounds him is the silence that condemns him. This is no ordinary silence. It’s the silence of eternity. Where did this moral monster come from? From the mad fantasies of men. He is the empty toy of an over-indulged, blue-eyed child. The world does not need him.”

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“Then she broke down, for with the cessation of activity came an unexpected terror —silence. She had never known silence, and the coming of it nearly killed her —it did kill many thousands of people outright. Ever since her birth she had been surrounded by the steady hum. It was to the ear what artificial air was to the lungs, and agonizing pains shot across her head. And scarcely knowing what she did, she stumbled forward and pressed the unfamiliar button, the one that opened the door of her cell.”

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“Have you ever noticed how many silences there are, Gilbert? The silence of the woods...of the shore...of the meadows...of the night...of the summer afternoon. All different because all the undertones that thread them are different. I'm sure if I were totally blind and insensitive to heat and cold I could easily tell just where I was by the quality of the silence about me.”

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