“Silence used to be, to varying degrees, a means of isolation. Now it is the absence of silence that works to render today’s world empty and isolating. Its reserves have been invaded and depleted. The Machine marches globally forward and silence is the dwindling place where noise has not yet penetrated.
Civilization is a conspiracy of noise, designed to cover up the uncomfortable silences. The silence-honoring Wittgenstein understood the loss of our relationship with it. The unsilent present is a time of evaporating attention spans, erosion of critical thinking, and a lessened capacity for deeply felt experiences. Silence, like darkness, is hard to come by; but mind and spirit need its sustenance.” – from John Zerzan, Silence
I suppose this fairly accurately describes my need to run, my need to be outside. The afternoon moments at my river spot, toes in water, stream flowing, wind in trees- all sound without sound. Sounds that spring from silence, sounds that compliment the silence around them. Three minutes of sitting and I feel my sanity return.
Tomorrow I run. I look forward to silence.