When within yourself you find the road, the right road will open.
We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.
Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.
Oblivion cures the old wounds.
What you gain here, you lose on the other side.
To come to nothing through something is the way to outside from both sides.