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This story comes to us by Cybercop who posted on our bulletin board. I should say it's more of a mantra than a story but it is here for your enjoyment.    Please remember that the people that share their stories have given me permission to publish them on the web.  I will keep all information that might identify you out of the story.  If you have an interest in contacting any of the people whose stories we share, please e-mail me by clicking here and I will get in contact with the person that the story belongs to and see if they would like to be contacted.

<~~~Singing~ ~Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence. And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one dare Disturb the sound of silence. "Fools" said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach you." But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, In the words that it was forming. And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.

We know that this song wasn't written for or about RSD. Little had associated some of it to her life with RSD. I'll try to explain it the best I can, her meaning. DARKNESS - Is a friend, sleep...something she doesn't get much of. THE VISION / SOFTLY CREEPING-is the RSD PLANTED BY SEED-is the pain you sleep with, causing dreams of pain. WALKING ALONE-the way she feels at times, when people/doctors don't believe RSD. TURNING COLLAR TO COLD & DAMP-light wind, rain, and cold hurt. FLASHING LIGHT-is the warning she tries to give everyone who doesn't know about RSD. SEEING 10,000 PEOPLE-is the ones she has found here & on line, that have RSD. TALKING WITHOUT SPEAKING / LISTENING-is people who don't have RSD respond to her talking about it. FOOLS-well....thats W/C. YOU DON'T KNOW THE SILENCE LIKE A CANCER GROWS-is W/C dragging around while she gets worse. HEAR MY WORDS-her pleading to W/C for treatments. PEOPLE BOW PRAYING-is the hopes of the medical treatments working. SIGN SAID WORDS WRITTEN BY PROPHETS ON SUBWAY WALLS-are the people that come in here to talk and the.....world.....doesn't......even know........ I hoped I helped you in her meaning of this song......Cyber and Lil

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