I, Bertolt Brecht, am from the black forests.
A poem by Emily Dickinson:
If He dissolve—then—there is nothing—more— Eclipse—at Midnight— It was dark—before— Sunset—at Easter— Blindness—on the Dawn— Faint Star of Bethlehem— Gone down!
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My book: The Eclipse
The Philosophy of Silence: Charles E. Scott's 'Telling Silence' (Nietzsche, Foucault, and Poeisis)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ktB8gNR74UI
Why Silence is Power?