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It's well known about many of the foibles and ego trips one could have going into solitude. Two thousand years of monasticism documents it well, as well as some of our own cultural background, although "cabin-fever" is now used as a trite comment- few of those who use it know the actual meaning (as well as "foxfire" and the like).
I think Evelyn really struck on something towards the end of her talk about the desire to relay information correctly. Ultimately, especially when radically alone, one cannot escape the mystical (for want of a better word) elements that the removal of the chatter of civilization and ego allows. And it's ineffible. People need this. Many claim it prematurely. I feel the greatest need to not disinform anyone- which would satisfy their hunger for "more" and not actually nourish them. Further, i've only scratched the surface. Why sould i presume to try to speak correctly?
On another note (or despite the above- degenerating into the ordinary foolishness i take as my own self!), i might say that after several months of silence, or at least without talking to another human, i found my voice worked in an unfamiliar way. And i actually spoke well and simply! Like fasting, when just a small morsel of plain food is the best thing i've ever tasted, when i don't speak as much as when i'm among people, the first few statements satisfy the speaker well.
Let's leave it at that.
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