Silence has been painted as a prison, a slow-building storm that must one day break. But true stillness is not suppression… it is mastery. The world thrives on noise, turning turmoil into profit, convincing us that every thought must be voiced, every feeling dissected. Yet, the mind, left undisturbed, finds its own rhythm. Order is not forced… it emerges. Learn to sit with your thoughts. Let them settle. Not every whisper within needs an audience.