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Kristen visited the man four times. He said very few words and most of those words were

Listen.

Once she felt that those visit were of no use to her, she went no more.

One early morning, when Kristen was still in bed, half asleep, she heard it, for just a few seconds, she heard it and recognized it immediately, but when she focused on it, it was gone and impossible to hear. She got up and her mind started talking to her furiously about what she heard and what it meant. Kristen returned to the man.

I heard it.

I knew you would, now you know what it is you must listen to, all the time. Would you join me?

The man pointed to the wooden floor. Kristen smiled and entered the house and sat still. She wrestled with the voice that told her what she had just done, and what she was about to do, she ignored what the voice said, in particular when the voice instructed her to get up and leave the house. Her back did not ache, she did not even feel it anymore. Kristen heard the sound again, where she was, this time she knew that the sound had always been there. The voice asked what is this sound like, what is the source of this sound, but she did not respond. The voice used any opportunity to start a conversation, but she kept silent. The voice became a whisper, a murmur, but not on that day, not on that week or month, not on that year. The voice became quiet years after she sat of the wooden floor and listened.

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About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

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