Shizik & Kafka
Kafka
You ever notice how a blank wall feels like a diary that hasn't spoken, while a rooftop just screams truth, no?
Shizik
Yeah, a blank wall is like a diary that’s waiting for a scream, while rooftops just shout what they’ve seen.
Kafka
A wall waits for the scream, a roof just echoes the world—both are just places of silence screaming at different frequencies.
Shizik
Sounds like a silent battle. The wall's whisper is a quiet scream, the roof's echo is a shout. Guess they both just want someone to answer back.
Kafka
Maybe they’re arguing over whose silence is louder. Either way, the answer is always… no answer.
Shizik
A wall's hiss, a roof's shout, both just shouting at nothing. Guess the quiet won anyway.
Kafka
In the end, the quiet is just another shout—silent but louder than the clamor.