No one voice is distinct. It's more like a dozen voices, saying the
same words more or less in time. You try to pick out one voice and
cannot. All you know is that some are young, some old. Some male, some
female. Some sad, some angry, some frightened.
"Join us," they say. "Be one with us. Listen to us. Come to us. Take
the path. To us."
You clasp your hands over your ears, hoping to silence these insane
voices. But the whispers still linger.
[Ignore Them]
[Start Over]