Muteness and talkativeness appear to be opposite things, but they belong to the same 'alienating culture' that exasperates us. Living quite a number of months and years in this prison culture, I keep trying to place myself among the small group of people who seek another culture of opening up the silence and damping down the garrulity.

 

Distrust and falsity, illusion and exaggeration, in the form of stone and wind, cloak the lives in this prisonhouse. The bottom there is filled thick with grief. Grief which, like rubber shoes, will not rot away even buried underground and keep inflicting pains on us for numberless days.

 

I do not suppose that the new culture is located somewhere between silence and garrulity. I expect to find it somewhere on the road to the self realization, where we launder our regretful and pain-stricken minds and hang them out in the sunshine to dry. [Shenzi]

 

 

​Again and again Shin's words remind me that there is no essential difference between the two sides of the prison wall. It was perhaps because there were fewer disturbances on the inside that it was easier for him to perceive some aspects of human lives during his time there. [Orun]

 

 
 

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