Silence is deafening

Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains within the sound of silence

This song has been with me since high school when my English teacher used it as an example when I was in the 10th grade.

All of us venture into the darkness that is our darkness that we often try to claim does not exist. We live in a world so concerned with image that we forsake the biggest part of ourselves. Our light that we show the world is born from our darkness.

In our darkness we place the things we say we will never do, however these things are still fun to think about and tempt us in the world of fantasy that is the darkness of our own souls.

The emotions and ideas that others express about us even from a great distance always reach us on the emotional level. People with an advanced empathic sensitivity or Empaths key in on this big time and often when they sleep they wake with the feelings of all around them and the emotional concepts that have been aimed their way.

Those thoughts and emotions are planted within us whether we like it or not.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp

When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening

People writing songs
That voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence

The waking dream that is life leaves many walking alone.

I find it disturbing that the easiest way to connect to anyone is through the sound of the silent communication of the online world.

People talking without speaking as they type away hoping someone will care.

People listening as they read while they judge and determine if what was said has any merit and it’s easier to turn a blind eye when no one else is watching as you are alone with your smart phone or computer.

In the naked light of broad daylight we create a great divide in silence between us as we stare at screens and find it troublesome when someone actually wants to talk to us face to face. Then we complain about the lack of face to face communication.

We have to speak aloud.

We have to listen to what is said.

If we don’t we alienate each other and stop caring as much because well fuck it, it’s online and I can block them through whatever social media platform I am using.

We are so caught up in image we ignore those who think might cause others to think less of us. We tie our image to our career and the way we make a living, trapping ourselves in a cage we created by caring too much about what other people think.

“Fools,” said I, “you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you.”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

Recent studies have shown that ignoring someone actually causes them pain.

It’s the most inhuman thing we do.

We do it because we are too cowardly to say something to them directly.

There are those such as myself have dedicated their lives to bridging gaps and finding ways to connect that take us off line and put us front and center face to face with no where to run and hide.

We have made ignoring each other far too convenient and it allows us to be inhuman to each other and we do it all over image.

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
And the words that it was forming

And the sign said,
“The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.”
And whispered in the sound of silence

We have traded neon lights for website names such as Linkedin, Facebook, Twitter and other social networking platforms.

We have made these sites our Gods and the people on them our prophets.

We have made our online images so important we forget to act like a real human being online as if we were in the same room.

We elevate people to God like status and then ask them to show us the way through what they post.

We pass judgement on those who don’t measure up to the image we want to have and ignore them.

We seek the glory of having that popularity we were seeking in high school and call it business.

In the sound of silence we destroy other peoples lives by simply ignoring them.

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