Words and Silence
2015/03/27 7 Comments
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced.
These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity...
Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give...
We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE...
THE NEW has no definition yet...
Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.
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Julien Matei
Mirrors of Encounters 
Wow. I guess my next move is to start a new blog and post some silence on a daily basis.
That sure makes things easier.
Looks like Marsh wasted his time speaking about silence.
Did you waste yours speaking about Marsh’s speaking about silence?
Am I wasting my time reading and speaking about your speaking about Marsh’s speaking about silence?
How’s that silence thing going to work on Facebook?
Okay. I’ll be silent now. I actually do like that idea.
Do I detect here a shred of cynicism? 😉
Needless to remind you that cynicism even in its “constructive” expression, derives from discontentment and breeds more inner noise 🙂
I was talking yesterday to a friend who told me rather bluntly “I don´t understand why you bother writing at all. Don´t you see you´re wasting your time?”
To a certain point, I agree with both you and her:
Writing creates further division, it distances us from what is, above all, from Silence.
On the other hand, if I write something, and in the very process of writing helps me understand myself, clearing out some things, then it´s anything but wasted time.
And there is a very interesting aspect to this:
If TIME doesn´t really exist – as it is just the making of the Mind fleeing
totality – what remains to be wasted?… 🙂
For the record, where there is contact, there is bond…and in that bond, can even be Silence…And Silence, mind you, transcends ALL IDEAS…
🙂
No. I am not expressing cynicism.
I enjoy our interaction…the bond (albeit ‘virtual’).
I was expressing mild disgust.
I concur. Time does not exist beyond the civilized construct of it. ‘Time’ is a euphemism for ‘life’.
What if there is no silence? What if our perception of quiet only involves the absence of that which our range of hearing can capture (on one level), and the absence of that which we can conceive (on another level)?
Speaking and writing don’t make Silence ‘go away’ any more than anxiety destroys Peace.
This experience that I perceive is ‘contained’ within a vastness that I have only begun to perceive. If I am IN something, I cannot be separated from it.
What I do has no effect on the eternal Silence.
Time is Continuation, meaning that Time is Fear. Sorrow. Thinking, happening in time enhances sorrow. Sorrow being the the sum of all our yesterday experience. Through… – what other than words? Word is actually agony…:) There is a hard one, but where there is sorrow and experience, there cannot be real Silence.
Well put:
Time is an euphemism for life.
Now…We cannot argue about anything here, since what I am talking about has to be directly experienced.
Fact is that Silence precedes and is beyond all conceptions. That very thing beyond description and attribute…
Speaking and writing will never convey Silence, but to a certain extent, writing helps me rid myself of my inner barriers. Of false concepts. Of time. It sounds paradoxical, but when I write – like I do to you now – I kind of experience how Fear recedes…with every word I spell.
Silence, like Love, is always there, we just need to see and relieve ourselves of our inner hindrances preventing us from being one with it. But you know this already…
It is quite extraordinary how things fit together. I just found this quote by Krishnamurti:
“It is extraordinarily interesting to watch the process of the mind, how it depends on words, how the words stimulate memory or resuscitate the dead experience and give life to it. In that process the mind is living either in the future or in the past.
Therefore words have an enormous significance, neurologically as well as psychologically.”
What about that? ….:)
That silently resonates with me. [He writes with mild etymological sarcasm.]
I’m just saying (forgive me, for I have sinned) that even the (peace wrecking word) re-son-ate is ‘sound’ related.
So if we take this to its ‘end’ then all of what you have said relates to all sound (noise, whatever)…
What happens when we substitute ‘music’ for ‘words’ in Krish’s observation?
I don´t know what Krishnamurti says, but to play Music well requires a formidable unforced yet swift and alert attention. Not only that it asks for hearing the Instant, but it demands the impossible: namely, to be aware of tones which go in fractions of seconds…
I repeat: not seconds but fractions of seconds. Imagine you being compelled to find order and right relation between those tones in that intense velocity. AND YET…
If I make an anology, one needs that incredible sensitivity, inner sharpness and rest to deal with those fractions…Because, only in that speed can we learn to “outwit” the mind with all its insidious entitlements: thought, name, time, corporality, memory, experience…