Empty vessels make the most noise . The Void inside it rarely remains silent . Its the only way it lets us know its presence . It wont anchor itself , it drifts , it echoes and pretends . It may receive the required attention but never the recognition it thinks it deserve .

Afraid of the impending silence within , the king rose his voice again & again. The army well aware of the reality listened to it , but also realized that strength repeated and spoken out loud is strength already in doubt . Yet they chose not to tell the truth , because power punishes those who show the crack in the mirror of reality.

The king’s consciousness whispered the truth of the defeat into his ears , but he preferred listening to his subconsciousness which rushed down to pamper him with the self-assurance . This sequence when repeated becomes a shield and poison at the same time . A shield from the fear of reality and poison against clarity .

This allowed him to convince himself that he was unbroken but in reality he was already starting breaking . The fabricated certainty became a sedating agent for him , pampering his mind until reality seems blurred and numbing his consciousness . This made him postpone the war result in his mind but in reality he had already lost ,which he had seen but not acknowledged because of his guilt .

When you know that you are bounded by the weight of not accepting guilty of being wrong , you will start voicing it to create a perception around yourself . This way it becomes the hidden architect of self-deception only because you don’t approve your guilt . The voicing is done only to counter your reality . ” We are strong , We cannot fail ” becomes less about the truth but more about the survival of the pride .

Truth actually has ways to reveal itself without words . The external defense seems worthless hence guilty people tend to try it inwards , practicing weaving , fabricating stories in their favor to convince their minds that their actions were pretty much justified . These excuses are repeated until it looks like a truth and cannot be separated from it .The irony is that the world isn’t interested in these vague explanations , it the guilt that demands itself .

Strength thrives in silence and peace . It does not need any sort of narration as it is clearly visible in endurance . The strong do not waste energy by convincing the world but rather save it for the standing firm when the real test arrives . Fire does not announce its heat nor sun does its light .

The words cannot add or subtract to anything to conviction strong people have. The world may ignore them , but the universal law always honors them for them to stand aligned with the nature itself

“Every man, when he is guilty, is his own executioner.”
— Seneca