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I was walking to work today… and it hits me!!!

Think about this… With that iPod, you’re listening to the … how should I call this? You’re listening to the silence.

Not the right choice of words? Perhaps.

Think about this. Silence is when everything is quiet and you cannot hear anything. Let me check the definition here… 1 sec

 

Main Entry:

¹si·lence

Pronunciation:

\?s?-l?n(t)s\

Function:

noun

Etymology:

Middle English, from Anglo-French, from Latin silentium, from silent-, silens

Date:

13th century

1: forbearance from speech or noise : muteness — often used interjectionally

2: absence of sound or noise : stillness <in the silence of the night>

3: absence of mention: a: oblivion, obscurity b: secrecy <weapons research was conducted in silence>

Absence of noise. … Think about this … … … done thinking?

You have your iPod with carefully selected hundreds is not thousands of songs. You thumb through the ones you do not like. What do you have? You have an as-loud-as-you-like sound in your head, drowning out all the shit on the street around you. Yes, even that girl that just smiled to you. Even her. Fuck her! She’s a part of that everlasting noise that’s everywhere…!!!

Where was I? Oh, yeah. So, it hits me. With this LOUD noise in my head I am actually drowning out ALL noise. I can think more clearly and concentrate on the thought I just head. Who is that girl? Why did she smile? Turn around, idiot!!!!!!! Give a 4-second look straight into her eyes. Smile. Nod. She smiles again. You just made her day. Perhaps you will eb a part of her wet dream. Will she of yours? Nah! She wasn’t my type. Was she?

Where was I? Oh, yes, realizing that I really like this track. There is a good reason I’ve selected this track for my pod. Yes yes yes. Who made this? Ah, Jonathan Peters, of course. How could I not remember? But then the memory is shit these days.

Where was I? Oh, yes, almost to work now. Enjoying the quiet peace noiseless environment only your favorite loud-ass pounding new-york-hard-house track can provide.

Now, baby, take your sunglasses off, push stop, take a deep breath of cool air-conditioned… air… and say “Hi! How’s it going? Me too!”. Tuesday is here now. Back to fucking noise.