Rush hour traffic in Virginia Beach. Cars as far as you can see. Lights change. Cars block intersections. Traffic comes to a halt. Trucks and cars honking as soon as the light turns from red to green. Add in the more than occasional fire engine, rescue squad and police cruiser with lights flashing and sirens blasting as well as the Navy jets from Oceana Naval Air Station doing touch and go exercises all day long, and there is NOISE. Of course, we have our own noise maker to throw into the mix; Max, our cocker mix, hears the sirens with his sensitive ears and erupts each time into blood curdling yowls and howls enough to make one think he has sustained a terrible and mortal injury and is in the most excruciating pain. Ah, more noise.
Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation.Entry for Thursday Challenge.
Jean Arp
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