You recall a November evening, when the darkness shows the stars.
You sense that something will show itself in a moment.
Then it is quiet, there is stillness, observing the observing the observing, and you wonder where the source is. You feel it gushing up from below and stopping at the throat.
The tongue finds itself in a low pressure in the mouth.
A soreness due to the imprint of some molars is felt on the inside of the right cheek.

You can simply open the valve to fill your mouth with more air.

You ask: "Who's talking?" And you swallow a few times.

Close your eyes and shift the attention to your mouth.

You ask again: "Who's speaking?"

You see the word 'irreverence' in your thoughts.

Now simply try!