Enjoy a silence:
My mother always tells me that I have to enjoy more of silences when rarely appear...
Strangely, I hate the silences.
I've always hated them since I use the reason.
For this reason, I always slept with the television, or study with music.
The silence breaks my ears (impressive paradox).
When there is silence I am alone with myself and with my mind, and I'm beginning to think too of the account.
When there was silence, I am raising questions that cannot be resolved and which cannot be explained with words to other people. So I feel powerless.
I remember that when I was little and I was trying to sleep at night, I used to count the pieces of light
that came out of my roller shutter's blind holes.
From there, I started to think overnight about life and the world.
But next to the questions appeared more questions, and I wanted to resolve them. And I remember that I cried because I wanted to sleep but I could not stop thinking.
It caused me many problems in my childhood.
But suddenly I realized that the only time that I was not thinking about this questions and about bad things was when I was next to nature.
It seems silly but, there, the silence is different from the others.
It's a calming silence. As if I were in the correct habitat.
And I learned to enjoy the correct silences.
And it's for this reason that, when I saw this video for the first time, I felt comforted.
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