There aren't many places today that we can call a place of solace. In ancient times, the safest building is the sanctuary. But now, we know that these walls have ears. The only sanctuary now rests in the heart. Although the secrets of the heart is not for long, a secret. We haven't yet in regard to safeguarding our treasure been exemplary cautious. A word spoken in a whisper brings about an earthquake. By hindering, some may prevent the recoil of more landslide. Words may always be hindered, but words protrudes and those that collapsed will do its damage. No need being secretive but we are to filter propaganda and hold our idealism dear to our hearts...far from itchy ears. -SAI
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