Silence

We do we all feel the need to say so much. I mean why is it that every time we get to know something or we think of something we just automatically feel the need to broadcast it to everyone around, get all these opinions and perspectives that probably won’t mean anything. I would always feel a little weird when I find out that something that I told one person is the knowledge of everyone around. It makes you feel betrayed, almost as if something has been done against you. And probably if something that is yours becomes common knowledge then that is definitely something against you.

If we went back a thousand years, anytime something one person told another compromised the first person. Because true strength is in being unknown, being a mystery. Yet now it appears that everything should be seen and shown off as if there is nothing to hide at all. Although I would not say that one is wrong and another is right, yet to an extent I do begin feeling the consistent need to be lowkey. We never know who’s ears lead where and who’s eyes aren’t as unfiltered as they claim for them to be. We never know who might be envying or even when we ourselves are envious of someone. So it might just be better to keep both our mouths and our eyes and ears clothes when it comes to certain things.

It might sound like I am enforcing an Idea of a form of silence or restriction, but what harm could come of a little bit of silence. What happens if we say something and cannot back it up, or sharing a story of success that quickly fades away. But what if it doesn’t. what if we can say we are one way and we do live up toit. Wouldn’t that be extraordinary? Or we could just continue to live in the fear of people’s views and thoughts and the energies that they let out. At the end all of that can be changed simply by the actions that one takes themselves, can’t it?