*winks

Often, the raw truth of one's perspective and perception remains unspoken, unmentioned, undiluted, and untold. Symbolically it's a kin to a cake recipe, a new way of living, and the lost.

The containment and lockdown of information is what makes the "seek" far more tempting. Speculations and conspiracies only fuel the keeper with more satisfaction. However, can you trust anyone with the unsaid?

Concrete measures offers me the impregnable quarter I need to spill out my thoughts.. But the most bullet-proof alternative would be to remain tight-lipped myself. Those are my secrets...