Clear the Soil

A clear and sharp mind is void of embroidery.

There is beautiful artifact in complicated words, in sentences carrying musicality.

But we live in a world so full of communication. There is so much noise. So many voices merely repeating themselves It feels to me that sparsity brings distinction. Sparsity of word, and the necessary silence to let an original idea grow.

I must put down distraction, and cultivate amused detachment.