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Symphony of Silence the Dance of Unheard Whispers and Soundless Orchestra
Written by Miguel Santiago
In the grand auditorium of the cosmos, an opus unwritten, an orchestra of muted instruments, sound swallowed into the abyss. Each harmonious gesture, a silent scream lost to the void, a symphony of silence, playing notes unseen, unheard, their music transformed into metaphysical spectres lingering in forgotten frequencies.
An echo of a noiseless concerto, whispers reverberating in the vacuum, a composition of quietude unfettered by the tyranny of sound, in profound silence, the cords, woods, and metals strum the void. What is an orchestra if not the conduit of unplayed anthems? A testament to silence, with vigorous whispers dancing in the silent symphony.
In this theatre of paradox, the spotlight is cast upon the absence, the architecture of silence, meticulously crafted notes sketched from echoes unborn. A sonorous silence resonates. The speaker is mute, the listener deaf, yet the poignant whispers of the unheard song pierce the ears of the soul.
Invisible notes laden with the weight of silent sonatas echo an invisible tune, pulsing in the frequency between stillness and motion, a paradoxical ballet. In the heart of silence rests the loudest whisper, an eldritch enigma, the orchestra without sound, crafting a symphony inaudible to the ear yet deafening to the core.
In this bizarre dance, the orchestra and silence – conjoined twins birthed by absence, the stage holds the paradox, whispers in silence, and sound in stillness, the rules of the Opera reversed, a paradox is the maestro. The crescendo remains ascendant, lost in the clamour of silence, an orchestral paradox where silence composes, and whispers conduct.
