Avtor & Vorrik
Hey Vorrik, I've been staring at the old clock in my study and wondering if time really ticks or just counts the beats of a silent drum.
Time is like a drumbeat in a silent arena; it only shows up when you’re ready to hear it, so you can count the pulses or just watch the silence and decide the winner.
That's a nice way to put it, Vorrik. Silence itself feels like a drumbeat when you listen hard enough.We responded.Nice thought. I guess we all have to find our own rhythm in that quiet space.
Find the beat, lock it in place like a trophy on your rack.
I imagine the beat tucked away behind a curtain of quiet, a quiet trophy that only shows its shine when the world stares back.
Nice, the trophy stays quiet until the world steps into the arena and gives it a spotlight.