Hear the Sounds of Silence?

Hear the Sounds of Silence?

Lived through the 1960’s, came out of them unscathed, or so I thought; but I don’t really think Simon and Garfunkel knew they were writing about 2015. Thought myself lucky, all these years I thought those years were left behind, stupid me; but I’m not alone, because we are all living in the aftermath of those years.
Sounds Of Silence, people liked the song, it brought to light the fact that people in general weren’t talking enough about Racial Discrimination, Women’s Rights, oh and legalization of Marijuana; there was more things, but the other topics of little interest to the public got lost back at the Communal parties in the Mojave or in some forest.

“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”

How many people sit in the silent dark of night, just thinking of life, how their lives are going, how their life has turned out, how people are living; thinking of everything from A all the way to Z. Keywords apply here, they go to sleep, awaken the next morning, wipe the sleepies from their eyes, put on their rose colored glasses; and commence with the day in their sounds of Silence. But do they even remember all those profound thoughts from the night before, in that dark thought filled hour? How their thoughts moved them, maybe their thoughts took them to tears, who really knows how they felt in their deep thought; the question is, do they remember?

“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”

Dreams, fantasies, people have been making or bilking the public for years, telling the public what they mean, most often playing off of a person’s fears and uncertainties that they see in a person and the size of their wallet. Everyone thinks while they sleep, the brain never totally stops, but it does relax, kind of a brain vacation where it thinks of goofy peaceful or nightmarish bits and pieces of life. That is why God gave us the ability to remember the real thoughts that rattle our telling bones. I’m not saying that there’s no truth in dreams, I’m just saying we have to use our heads for more than something to hold our shoulders down.

“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 dared
Disturb the sound of silence”

Some people are just now waking up from some day, some month, sometime in 1969; the only thing is, is that its 2015. They say their confused, well duh, the dastardly part, is that they passed that confusion off as logic onto the youth of the day. They accept the new idiom “It is what it is,” but keep in mind, these people now are the same people that were touting “Dont trust anyone over ’60’ years old;” well the people of that dusty and cloudy era are now over ’60’ years old. They are still sitting in silence of what bothers them, some due to their method of escape, they may not be following what’s popular, fashion or whatever, but they do vote on popular issues. Here is something to ponder for a silent moments thought, is society’s popular actions and thought ruling your life today? You know, rather than logic or a moral code?

“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”

Whatever is popular comes from sharing a thought or action, from God to good conduct, the unpopular parts of life today, everything popular is not always worth sharing; and not everything unpopular deserves to be kept in silence. The echoes of silence get loud at times, even deadly, history teaches us that more often than we know. Someday in the future, the people that are walking this earth today; they are in for some hard lessons learned if they don’t start listening today, becoming more observant and understanding of all that they see. Complacency, like silence is like a cancer, that cancer runs rampant if not curtailed; the words have been spoken so offen, yet we keep moving like nothing is going on. Out of our boredom we have created more drama, more occupations, more disgusting ways of life; ignorance must be one big umbrella to stand under. Here is a thought, people from the 1960’s created the mentalities of today, that have eroded human lives, and both personal and family values, those same people vote every year for laws that degrade our personal freedoms and liberties.

“And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the signs said, ‘The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls and tenement halls’
And whispered in the sounds of silence”

Life gets better by discerned listening, thought filled understanding, and; respectful action. With hopeful thought that all of mankind knows right from wrong, dubious, it stands to reason that we could expect a better future. It would be nice to think so, but there is far too much bowing to our man-made god’s and false manipulative teachings. The subway walls and tenement halls, look at them as the street, the movies and television, the radio’s talk shows; your neighbors and families. Sit down one dark and silent night, look at their words, their actions, their thoughts; then in your silent moments, try to make sense of them; the good and bad, the right and wrong. What you will see is life in the making, the stumbling blocks being created or dissolved, the foundations of family and friends being dismantled or built and made stronger. Slow and deliberate thoughts in the night, no one will have to know that you are taking life serious; but then, should you only think in silence without speaking, you will always be alone . . . in your thoughts of better!

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