Nothing, yet everything.
No words, music, tv shows or podcasts to fill the reality with noise. No white meaningless noise that would only distract me from this.
So quiet that my ears are ringing. So loud that I desperately reach for the electrical device to release me. Give me music! Give me a talking head on the screen!
I hear everything – my heart, my gut, my breath, them, him, you, too much.
Racing thoughts, one after another.
Next one, next one, next one, next…
All of me, right now, here.
My history from the first memory to this moment compressed into these feelings, life lessons squeezed into my current experience of the world. This inner library of personal data that doesn’t just sit quietly on the shelf but distorts my perception, molds my understanding and never stops changing!
There’s no off switch.
Silence shows how terribly and magnificently alive I am and how ignorant I am of that fact when the external world takes all my attention.
The realest reality show,
the quietest talk show,
the most dramatic soap opera,
all in this moment of tranquility within me.
No wonder people turn on their devices, protect themselves by hurrying and never stop. This massive wave of unconscious takes everything with it and they’re afraid of drowning. Extrenal stimuli are like life boats, taking them to what they know, to simple truths and action.
I wait and look at the waves, I listen to the quarrel, feel the extremes, have myself pushed and pulled by the past, the present and the future.
It seems like nothing to you.
It is everything to me.
And let me take this journey.
via Daily Prompt: Silence