Literally the opposite of white noise.
Life screaming at us in our heads.
Times when we’re confounded and otherwise perplexed by the complexities, dissonances and conflict of life—get me?
This is patent chaos. We all deal with it; times it encroaches, twanging at our hearts and minds.
It won’t last.
Not if we do something about it.
It is temporary. And if it isn’t temporary, make it temporary—if you can.
Patience will drive it away, far from our chastened minds and beleaguered hearts.
And if patience alone won’t do it, a life ‘re-structure’ will. Be bold—if you can.
Running with the ebb of life. Run with, not against; not for too long.
Counterbalance the black noise with the white-noised waves. Go to the beach. Walk the dog in a serene setting. Bath the baby to the music of a lullaby. Enjoy the sweetness of nothing for a change.
© 2010 S. J. Wickham.
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