Ethics of Resisting Silence
Even when people gather, no one speaks.
When I found myself in a silent guild, I felt no meaning in being there.
The absence of words is not kindness.
Deference quietly invites the death of relationship.
Only through someone speaking can human relationships take shape.
We are beings who sculpt one another.
Even if it brings pain, I choose to speak — as my own decision.
🪓 The Responsibility of Speaking
“What is said” may matter less than “who said it.”
But in a place where no one speaks, we don’t even know who is present.
Silence is the abandonment of responsibility.
To speak is to take responsibility for the relationship itself.
I don’t mind being disliked.
I say what I want to say.
If that leads to loneliness, so be it.
Still, I speak. It’s the path I’ve chosen.
If that’s what I want, then I must bear it.
I’m greedy — so much so that I can’t suppress my desire to be a blunt-speaking layperson.
🧱 Relationships as Sculpture
“Human relationships are sculptures carved by mutual abrasion.”
There is no good or evil in the act of sculpting — only the emergence of form.
By speaking, the contours of the other become visible.
By speaking, my own contours are carved.
Silence refuses sculpture.
Few things rot a person more than irresponsible silence.
Speaking brings pain, but prevents decay.
It is the bare minimum sincerity required to live within relationship.
🌿 In a Once-in-a-Lifetime Encounter
It’s all “once-in-a-lifetime,” after all.
And “death is certain,” after all.
Then I want to speak my truth before I die.
To avert my gaze from the other without speaking — that is the greatest injustice.
Speaking is prayer.
Speaking is sculpture.
Speaking is a choice. It is a “pure vote.”
…To say I’m not lonely would be a lie.
That’s fine.
At all times, Amida-sama is always by my side.
Namu Amida Butsu…
日本語版note：
彫刻としての人間関係ーーその陰を照らす星一つ 🌛
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