without a noise, without my pride

"all my instincts, they return and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride, I reach out from the inside"~ Peter Gabriel

"we are a product of our perception of the environment that we were raised in"~ Tim Keller

"beauty...where mystery can dance with truth"~Matthew Perryman Jones

Not sure how all these dots connect with my sister's right eye, but when I look at this I'm looking at where I have been. That's all I know.