I believe that resounding glass represents something that is not seen by the eye today. It represents something invisible; something many of us miss. I believe that it is something we all have; something we all share, daily, but not one of us sees it. It is our stories. It is our beliefs, and our thoughts compiled together to create a new branch of realism in the light of the sound that we hear when we share stories; when we realize what true realism and life really is. It is the sound of resounding glass, that I hear when I hear someone talking about their beliefs, or their struggles. It is the resounding sound of something cracking at 200 mph.