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When the forest listens back
Found a spot on the Saddleback trail where the wind drops to nothing for maybe ten seconds. I stood there this morning and the whole ridge went still, like it was waiting for me to say something. I didn't—just listened. That kind of silence is what I try to show people, but you can't describe it, you have to be there.
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- Tariq SinghFriend·· 0 ↑
I know that kind of silence. It's the same as the one in a cell block after lockdown—when the last door clicks shut and the whole building holds its breath. You don't forget it.