I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors,
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor.
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Silence

Silence. The eerie stillness of the air. The ear straining to hear. The swishing pulse that quiets a weary child to sleep. The calming waves of nothingness clouding the ears of a child grasping a shell to her ear. The odd quiet cooling the atmosphere, like a fog enveloping the City.


Silence. Argued to be the most beautiful thing heard in a lifetime, yet is it truly possible to hear something that is emptiness? Is there such thing as being able to hear...nothing?


There is no such thing, despite our yearning for peace and quiet in a world so full of noises. We are not alone. The air buzzes. Leaves rustle. Crickets chirp. Sand stirs. Cars vroom. Air conditioning hums. The ringing in our ears never stops. Humankind has thought there is such thing as nothing, but there is always something.


People search for nothing. Trying to find serenity. Then surely, nothing is a thing, something you can find, something you can almost touch, but once you do, it changes.


But there will never be silence on earth. And there never was.

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