and then I've got two of my own. Sometimes I just need absolute silence.
That's why I love my lunch break so much (on the days that I get one). My friend and I have this unwritten rule that we won't speak for the first fifteen minutes. It's our time to relax and just be...
But for the most part do. It's serene, and when you lay down and close your eyes and let your mind wander, it's the best thing ever. Silence is the one moment where you can stop and fully experience life instead of just living it every day.
and yet it's even louder in my head. I enjoy even a bit of silence because it's something I rarely have. Don't you feel it too? The noise is deafening but I'm afraid the worse kind of deafening is silence itself.
No soul around,
As toes touch grains
And heels sink in,
Leaving light prints
Of bare feet soles.
As I walk
Down the soft length
Of tan sands
I look around
To see just the beach
No noises heard,
and just not focusing on the bad stuff that's going on and aim more towards the good things that are going on, I like to go sometimes and sit in my closet with some nice chill ambient music and tune out this world for a min and mediate on what I wanna do next in my life it all...
I in fact am
Alone but not lonely,
At peace with the world,
Now that the kids are in bed
And sleeping their sweet dreams,
I sit by the old wooden clock ,
An ancient Grandfather clock,
Carved out of cured oak wood
And stained a deep walnut brown
As the clocks...
When I have the means to get away, my favorite thing to do when I come home from a long day of being out of the house- Is to lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling fan. Since I was a child I would love to do this. Just lay there in the silence. For hours upon hours. Deep thoughts...
when reading or sitting around on the computer just enjoying life as a quiet, peaceful moment but theeeeen my stepdad and siblings come into the picture
hello being constantly irritated
Watching the sun set, hiding behind the clouds
Slowly yet surely bidding his farewell for the day
I love this moment when all the days work
Comes to a pause....the calm before a storm
A million thoughts fill my head....
Questions which none can answer...
Hopes for the future...
The thought of a ME that exists. Is only a thought that is happening RIGHT NOW.
there is actually no ME in reality.
Its like this,
the thought of a unicorn appears, does that make the unicorn itself exist in reality
the only thing that exists in reality is the THOUGHT of a...
and whispers of any car, Driving down vacant roads surrounded in populated houses of cooled people.
The river rush of air slipping across the metal and twirling at its edges. The zephyr easily harmonizing with the sounds of my car.
I am metabolizing in its aroma of ears...
Im very used to silence and i like it.
Sadly i spend a lot of time alone and there was some time that i had 2 o 3 days without talking or hearing a word from another human.
Noice bother me: shouts, high music or tv, go to a restaurant with a lot of noise.
As the song say I prefer...
just sit quietly thinking through a situation but I find it's becoming more difficult.
To me, going out on say a walk or quiet stroll meant literally leaving everything behind with just you and the elements in this quiet space with the sounds of birds and small mammals and maybe...
.. when the stars whisper to the dark sky with their blinking. The moon as guide...my comforting moon. Where would I be without these lights in the middle of the night. Silence brings memories, thoughts, deep meditation from the deep of my soul. I hear my soul in silence telling...
Crave that buzz like heroine, racing through our veins
Racing horses, slick coats and ragged breaths
We don't want to hear our own ragged breaths
Stimulated by a thousand drums
The silence speaks a thousand words but
We shudder and cover our ears
30 am... It reminds me of waking up early while on holiday at the beach, with it's gentle wind blowing and the world has not yet woken up around me, I'm listening to the last remnants of night enjoying a cup of coffee in the silence. It's just lovely.
between 3am and 5am. I used to wake up to study during those hours. No noises, no construction noises ,no vehicle noises..All one hears is the sound of the breeze and tick tocking of the clock. Your mind is at peace and is also the best time to do meditation and breathing...
It allows one to delve into oneself deeply and get introduced to those parts of which he is unaware so far. Being introduced so, he is provided with an opportunity to attain self-knowledge through which he can change for the better. Go into silence as often as possible. Its...
who squirrels away from distraction and involvement at all as interaction helps us to advance and invest in our own lives. But sometimes or even often, introversion and solace can be at least as rewarding for inner exploration, reasoning and relaxation in this chaotic web of...
or in my life period get hectic .. I just go into one of my empty rooms & close the door, shut the blinds, sit on the floor and just block it all out. Either that or I get in my car, park somewhere far away from my house and I just think. It brings me a level of peace & serenity...
Sitting in silence I travel to places I want to go
Away from here and all the stress and woe
I dream of you, your voice in my ear
Filling my moments of silence with cheer
Loving adventures with excitement and passion
Charming me, melting me, in simple fashion
In silence I...
The power of silence and the beauty of love can never be put into words.
Love is a kingdom and silence is its language.
Love doesn't need the pillar of words to stand strong, it dives in and out of the ocean of silence; profound and meaningful.
Silence is like a melody that can...
Shhh.. don't say a word. Just hold me and let me feel your presence. Not even thousand words could describe this feeling... this silence is so intoxicating. I just want to close my eyes and drift away.
I know that I'm in love whenever I'm so comfortable with someone that I can...
as I wanted the room for myself, the noise of sharing space with relatives turned out to be not as bad as I thought it would. Now that they're back to their homes, the silence of the room smells like memories.
This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together...