True power moves
in absolute silence.
The grandest architectures of intimidation
require a vast internal vacancy to reverberate.
A frantic friction
against the skin of a void.
Clamor is the currency of the fragile.
A desperate attempt to colonize attention
before the quiet reclaims the room.
In the design of human conflict
the echo lasts only as long
as the emptiness allows.
And the deepest silence
always outlasts the hands
that try to break it.
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