We All Want to Be Heard.

Now listening to: Neva Dinova / Stephanie Drootin

I just slept sixteen hours... in a row.
It's not like I had anything better to do.
Well, I mean, it's not like I was going to do anything better.
There's quite a difference in those two.

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new subject:

I don't know if I'm the only one who thinks this, but...
Is it me or does everyone want their voice heard? Maybe it's just an American thing, but I feel this pressing emotion to make pictures, songs, poems, books, etc. so that people see them and those people are affected by their "voice". And (it seems) that mostly everyone feels the same way. Whether it be with art, music, science, history, etc.
Everyone just wants to be heard.
I think it's ironic, though.
If everyone wants to be heard, who is going to listen? How will the greater good prevail? It's like the truth is the truth, and has been complete before anything began. Yet, we all add in our two cents, so that we can tell people what the truth is, but, really, we are just trying to be heard. With the moral dilemma of listening to everyone/ being open minded and of judging logic/being discerning, how do we expect to get anywhere without telling someone to shut the hell up. We can't. Thus, we have some other option to turn down the over-indulgence of noise: By being quiet.

The only real reason I thought of this was because I'm pretty sure Jesus Christ (who was perfect) did not write a book, make a song, or an art masterpiece.

He lived/loved more than he talked, I think.

And that makes me think,
that in a time of voices,
what the world needs
is a set of ears.

This is so ironic, though.
Because I'm writing this with the intention that my voice will be heard.
Ha!! This is such a f#(* show!


shalom.


P.S. Pick up line of the day:
Do you have Lego's in your pocket, too?
Because I feel like we have a connection.