^{A metaphorical journey of a child from the quiet embrace of a mother to the noisy world beyond. The tension between seeking external validation and returning to the pure, unconditional love that awaits in silence. A tale of self-discovery, love, and the balance between freedom and belonging}

You’re quiet, barely there, a bundle of consciousness. All you are is love receiving bundles of love from mother. For as long as you are quiet, mother is loving. If you are in silence, you are loved. Your gate to mother exists only in silence.

Make a sound, and she’s gone, no longer there to cradle and protect. Can you survive on your own? You’re introduced to a world noisy. contagious. tempting. You make a sound, a wave, it’s exciting. fun. You are intrigued, enough to want more. With each bite, confidence grows until you do nothing but roar.

It feels good, you’re seeking attention. gaining momentum. forgetting mother. Who needs her? Who needs love? You go about, not a care in the world. Noise chased to levels ever more. Then more, you always want more. It’s never enough to obscure the noise within. You’re reaching physiological limits. A mind out of control is a brain strained. How many calories does it burn? A crash inevitable. a correction certain. Ups and downs like Merry-go-round. Predictable.

Struggle through, repent, forgive yourself only after you’ve convinced yourself you’ve learned from your mistakes. Once you’ve convinced yourself, you’ve forgiven. you’re forgiven. The gate reopens…back to mother. Mother never forgets, she just lets go. Sanctity of Liberty is personified through Lady. protected and preserved in Mother. Hasn’t Romeo and Juliet taught you more? Hasn’t Gibran taught you more? Hasn’t Thetis taught you more? A child must be let go. A soul oppressed is a soul dead. self-actualization no more. He must learn and find his way. Mother is all wise, and a fan of Shakespeare. She knows better than to suffocate. She is always there for you, to welcome you back with arms open and love plenty.