I asked my Inner Zombie for his thoughts on internal silence this week, ways to quieten or even expel that nagging voice that crops up from time to time. When he finally realised that I’d actually asked him (he had problems keeping his ears on) he gestured for me to allow him to type through me.
In his words:
I should really have been watching as he typed, rather than allowing myself to go into a trance-like state. Goodness only knows what he really had to say on the matter, but for those few moments I was away in a land of luxurious calm.
So, to eradicate any nagging doubts or fears, ask your Inner Zombie for their thoughts, and just wait. The silence is magical.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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