Something interesting my dad noted today while walking along the shops below my place was the peaceful silence that dominated the whole area. The chinese new year period in singapore means that shops and businesses close for the celebrations, thus giving the neighbourhood a silent feel. (Except for a few places that want to operate) Sadly, theres plenty of reasons (mostly economic) for such a scenario not occuring very frequently.

The stillness and quietness is indeed something quite soothing. God had created the quietness as well, as much as it may be an emptiness - simply a null of all sounds, the space that it spans out and the peace that it infuses seriously is something worthy to be deemed a creation. If nothingness were to be enjoyed, the quietness would be something that should be savoured first. As my dad put it, (he heard it from a friend who resides in Australia whose capable of accessing a natural environment that is quiet) the place is quiet to the extent where you can hear yourself think. I think, that is seriously cool.

Consider above this physical realm of quietness, and wonder about the silences of the realms within- when one thinks about things. Or perhaps is unable to think about things because of the constant rush of thoughts that gulf him up, or the consistent flow of messages from all angles, aimed to sway his perspectives. There may be no physical interruptions, but when there's an interal racket, it can't be any better that pure quietness right. Perhaps the latter would aid in resolving the racket, giving one an opportunitiy to untie the tight ends and loosen the tensions on the rope. There would be the escapists who just clutter up themselves in the physical realm so this inner conflicts are busy-ed to obilivion.

Wonder about the deeper significances of this silence. The emotions that grasp on it usually being shock, fear, sadness... or usually a tight mix of all. It being described as the 'death in the night' - the signature of anhilination of any creature or any process. The suspenseful darkness that holds onto its hand, giving stabs of awaitances to everyone who desires sight. The uneasy heart that does not know the answer to the question, can only subscribe to this path. (That begets an uncertain consequence)

Think about the void that this quiet promote. The emptiness that it does not (should not) fill. The blankness that it demands. The lack that it demonstrates.


Quiet.

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