What can I say?
What can I say to myself?
How can I discover myself before this typewriter?
Aurobindo says silence is the way inside and not with words.
Sit and be silent he says and yet he wrote and wrote much.
He went inside through silence and saw the faces of G-d
And then wrote about these faces.
His words, his style, his expression of ‘it' is calming.
Calming to read. Do his words bring me inward? I don't know.
Really I don't know.

Needless to say: but I still sit blank before the typewriter.
Blaaaannnnkkkkk