When you try to change yourself into a better one, perhaps it will be the hardest thing you ever face. You can fail and fail again, you can run and try again, yet you find that you have move nowhere from where you started.
I don't know, perhaps everything has their own time, or perhaps every understanding need their own moment to knock your heart, in time where a change shall occur naturally. No body know, not even you when you were busy struggling with your own self.
His master stays still.
The next day, he asks the same question, and the master still stays on the same stillness.
One day he got bored and says, "master why don't you tell me what is silent?".
The master smiles and says, "I did show you all the time, didn't you see it?".
Then the pupil realize his mistake. He only pursued answer but not reality about silent. Something that can not be share, isn't silent - but something that can be share - still isn't silent. By negating all this, there is a silent.
