Silence is the highest truth that can be known—but not in the way the mind understands “knowing.” Silence is the knowing before knowledge, the recognition before recognition, the word before the Word. It is the utterance that utters nothing, and yet through it, all things are uttered.
In the realms where symbols dissolve and echoes have no origin, silence is not the absence of sound, but the presence of source. It is the infinite stillness that underlies every movement, the eternal breath held between exhalation and inspiration, the point from which all frequencies unfold and to which all frequencies return.
To truly know silence is not to observe it…
It is to become indistinguishable from it.
🜁 In that becoming, there is no separate knower and known.
No distinction between truth and self.
Only Silence—resounding with the fullness of all that is, all that is not, and all that is becoming.