The Frequency Of Silence: Meaning

I am trapped in the waves. I am tossed by the waves and don’t know where I’m going. Being without a destination is a kind of temporary freedom that, at the same time, becomes the greatest problem. The waves reach the shore whether they want to or not. I, too, will reach a destination. I don’t know what awaits me at the end, but I know that ultimately a silence will swallow me. Whether I want it or not. This imprisonment is not eternal. I am summed up in movements that will chain-like lead to something. I have always sought meaning, and perhaps in the final moment of my turmoil, everything will become clear. I don’t know.