Silence is Golden In a World Full of Noise Pollution
Too Much Meaningless Chatter
Talking does not need to take place for us to listen and communicate. Matter of fact it often gets in the way. We are constantly wrestling with our monkey mind, not to mention those gnarly conscious thoughts we carry with us everywhere. A compilation of trash talk from everyone we ever came in contact with.
We bring this on ourselves.
And it’s not just the negative talk that drags us down. It’s the false positive reinforcement used to make us feel better or to manipulate our behaviors. Neither situation moves us closer to ourselves and who we are deep down. It’s all noise and the older I get, it becomes damn annoying.
Words, soundbites, opinions, man/womansplaining, one sentence summaries are strewn about like the garbage. There seems to be little regard for those on the receiving end (including ourselves). The purveyor of these word tornados don’t give a damn if what they spew is consumed in any meaningful way.
I know this, because I have sent this garbage out into the universe as revenge, passive aggression or just to cover up my own insecurities. Thankfully I usually send these rants to my journal or channel them through my art.
