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The term or perspective of the word: Fortress of Solitude is used in many
ways. In our early life even now the name Solitude as we know it comes
from our favorite(well my favorite)kryptonian Kalel a.k.a Superman or Clark Kent.
A place where he can be alone in his own time of need. My fortress of solitude would
be my mind and my writing. I'll admit, I do love to write anything that comes to mind,
if it be love, hate etc. I think therefore I write. At times I like being alone, where I can be normal and not have to worry if anyone will look at you different because of race, an ailment or just because....my very own solitude would be...being alone, when I need to
be. I view the world logically, I see people who facade(act fake) pretend to be something they're not. People such as them have a unique way of role-playing. I wonder...does life really deserve to live? I ask myself because the world can and will at times be cruel. We are forced by a "matrix", we follow the law at our own suspense. Why can't we just be free and do what we want? If weed were legal(like back in the day)the world would be a
better place, but we have a boundary on how to control our "free-time". My way of being has given me reason to see another reflection on life. I love my life..even though I have my ups and downs, I still look forward for the next day. I have met some interesting people in my life...who I can call my family and very close friends, they too have a perspective part on viewing the world. I can say for my part of spectating...."life is a constant rotation that ends abruptly", you never know what can happen: one minute you're happy and then the next...well you all should know. My little sister whom I love deeply{but has her days, lol}said in her own words....."Feeling like a drive-in movie that I can always rewind, but do I want to?" A haiku she had to do for school, in other words she wants the world at her own cost to be normal, but doesn't everybody? What is it about the word silence? The fact that its quiet, or more or less the reason for us to contemplate what goes through our minds? Silence lies at the heart of all spiritual traditions....in other words:sorrow, joy, peace, intimacy,and conflict all surround us with silence(in a way), a treasure that is becoming increasingly elusive to us. If we don't change we don't grow, if we don't grow..we really aren't living(word). In a state of silence people tend to endure a lot of pain, those who hold in too much anger...hate and keep it silent will disturb the mind..we must be strong and learn to cope with this silence in many aspects. The strongest people in the world are not those who can move mountain, vanquish enemies or control destines. The strongest people in the world are those who can love unconditionally(thus God), live with deep integrity, and find compassion in the midst of hardship and pain. Can pain be another
source to silence? When we're in any kind of pain, what ailment does it bring? Sorrow, corruption and madness is all but silent pain we feel hidden within ourselves. When we're silent do we open our ears to seek more silence, or do we open our minds to hear what others can't? My story......thinking about life. The first thing that goes when you begin to think, is your theology. If you stick too long to a theological point of view, you become stagnant without vitality. Am I a champion who needs to rise to higher grounds and see what the world will bring for me??!?! Yes I am...
Train of thought, reflection eternal
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sensum's avatar
Hmm, the first part brought an association with this poem:
Silentium! Fyodor Tyutchev
(translated by Vladimir Nabokov)

Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal
the way you dream, the things you feel.
Deep in your spirit let them rise
akin to stars in crystal skies
that set before the night is blurred:
delight in them and speak no word.

How can a heart expression find?
How should another know your mind?
Will he discern what quickens you?
A thought once uttered is untrue.
Dimmed is the fountainhead when stirred:
drink at the source and speak no word.

Live in your inner self alone
within your soul a world has grown,
the magic of veiled thoughts that might
be blinded by the outer light,
drowned in the noise of day, unheard...
take in their song and speak no word.

But the next one was a bit trickier. Do you happen to know anything about Tony Busan?