Runes and Rhinestones

I'm a modern day Viking, navigating my way through a stormy sea of stuff.

Sometimes words are too much.

on October 3, 2012

In the moments between the words, silence is like a drop of honey, golden and sweet. In Dracula, the onset of vampirism was denoted by longer periods of silence as if silence is something to be dreaded. Why is it bad to be quiet? We live in a world that’s characterised by sharing, by talking, and yes, communication is a vital skill but sometimes people talk too much.

Do you know why barbarians were called such? It’s from the Greeks – they thought that the Scandinavian languages sounded like the bleating of sheep, and hence the name barbarians. I spend a lot of time alone which does get lonely at times, but I’m not that used to people and noises any more. I can burble with the best of them when the muse is upon me (read a couple of ciders) but right now I’m just craving peace and quiet.

Words are lovely and beautiful things, but sometimes they’re too much. Basically – ARGH SHUT UP SHUT UP WORLD YOU’RE SO NOISY! Maybe I’m just being a grump monster. Do you ever crave quiet or does it get on your nerves?


6 responses to “Sometimes words are too much.

  1. L says:

    Sometimes silence is defining . . .

    But yes words can be too much at times. In the middle of this year, I went on a silence retreat. You had to be silent for half of the day and even during lunch. We learned to communicate in other ways such eye contact, smiles and general body language. It had a great effect on eating, because you enjoyed food much more as you paid attention to it! Silence is golden, and duck tape is silver – sometimes it’s nice a bit of peace and quiet eh ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Jennifer Lioy says:

    I certainly understand! The world is an incredibly noisy place. And sometimes I ache for a few moments of quiet, but often I bring the crazy, hectic, noisy life upon myself. It’s a tricky balance, I think, but a balance nonetheless that I hope to aim for most days (and rarely seem to find).

  3. missclamshell says:

    I’m an introvert at heart, so too many hours of talking/chattering/noise can get to me. I prefer small gatherings of friends as opposed to raging parties for that reason — makes me look antisocial though, sadly! Too much noise just confuses my brain.

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