"The world is to be silent
Now it has many voices
And the noises of constant distraction
They multiply, intensify... they will direct your attention to what's convenient
And forget to tell you about yourself
We live in an age of many stimulations
If you are focused, you are harder to reach
If you are distracted, you are available
You are distracted, you are available
You want flattery, always looking to where it's at
You want to take part in everything and everything to be a part of you
Your head is spinning faster at the end of your spine until you have no face at all
And yet if the world would shut up even for a while, perhaps we would start hearing The distant rhythm of an angry young tune and recompose ourselves
Perhaps having deconstructed everything, we should be thinking about putting everything back together...
Silence yourself!"
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