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*too many voices to subtitle including Elrond murmurs*
Could an observer self inside them be able to listen to the hubbub and murmurs of their unconscious?
Could they regularly - like every day - put aside distractions and go into themselves to ask, "What's going on for me?" Could an observer self inside them be able to listen to the hubbub and murmurs of their unconscious?
We work so hard because we are in terror of stillness, because being scared of the world offers the most respectable distraction from a dread of our own minds, because we have no idea how to let anyone know us outside of our achievements, because it seems inconceivable that we have any value beyond what we do, because we were early on in the art of being terrified and we are still too young to question our elders, because we use the noise from without to drown the murmurs from within, because we can't read poetry for we despise anything that doesn't have a charted purpose or goal and that therefore threatens to collide us with the unexpected, because we don't allow ourselves to be acquainted with the night, because if we started with the questions we have no idea where we might have to go and what might need to be discarded, because we are in flight from untenable sadness and regret, because we haven't got too many or even any real friends, because few people ever just held us quietly, because we have no idea what to do with ourselves other than run, because we find peace so much harder than war and because the real work might lie elsewhere.
Because we use the noise from without to drown the murmurs from within.
Auscultation of the abdomen, the use of the stethoscope to listen, is to generally assess bowel sounds and bruits or murmurs.
The use of the stethoscope to listen is to generally assess bowel sounds and bruises or murmurs.
(group murmurs in agreement)
(MURMURS OF APPROVAL)
murmurs; stranger than her laugh. There were days when she was quite silent; but there
it was yet a mile distant, but in the absolute hush I could hear plainly its thin murmurs
And you're going, "Oh my God, I'm bruised, I'm (murmurs), I'm gonna die."
Often murmurs but never talks?