“Your silence exists as does my self gathering. But so does the almost absolute silence of the world’s dawning. In such suspension, before every utterance on earth, there is a cloud, an almost immobile air. The plants already breathe, while we still ask ourselves how to speak to each other, without taking breath away from them.”
Luce Irigaray, To Be Two

From Malaysia. A business owner. A painter and a closet poet. Hates roaches.