Yes, it's increasingly difficult to escape not just traffic and construction noise pollution in Bangkok, but phone addicts forcing those around them to hear drivel.
People these days are petrified of silence. Silence forces you to live, for a brief period, alone with yourself, and maybe even come face to face with your soul.
So they are desperate to find any distraction to avoid silence, and modern technology is the perfect distraction - never-ending, always chirping and chattering, keeping people on the surface of their minds, in the constantly choppy and shifting waters of shallow thought.
Watch people you meet in coffee shops, on trains, and so on. They may put their phone away, and then, no more than 15 seconds later, they take it out again and resume their pointless search for stimulation.
As the mystic Meher Baba noted: "A mind that is fast is sick. A mind that is slow is sound. A mind that is still is divine."
I think you're right about the fear of confronting one's inner voice and soul. Distraction is preferable for the majority. I like that quote about the mind very much, thanks.
Sitting still in nature is the best remedy for what ails ya. I sit in the park by my house every day in the late afternoon, emptying your mind while staring at a blue sky is amazing and I absolutely hate when my reverie is broken by hypnotized fools looking at their electronic cocaine.
Noise pollution is real, all the way from omni-traffic roar to the scenes you describe here.
Bare feet, birdsong, ahh... beautiful!
Yes, it's increasingly difficult to escape not just traffic and construction noise pollution in Bangkok, but phone addicts forcing those around them to hear drivel.
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People these days are petrified of silence. Silence forces you to live, for a brief period, alone with yourself, and maybe even come face to face with your soul.
So they are desperate to find any distraction to avoid silence, and modern technology is the perfect distraction - never-ending, always chirping and chattering, keeping people on the surface of their minds, in the constantly choppy and shifting waters of shallow thought.
Watch people you meet in coffee shops, on trains, and so on. They may put their phone away, and then, no more than 15 seconds later, they take it out again and resume their pointless search for stimulation.
As the mystic Meher Baba noted: "A mind that is fast is sick. A mind that is slow is sound. A mind that is still is divine."
I think you're right about the fear of confronting one's inner voice and soul. Distraction is preferable for the majority. I like that quote about the mind very much, thanks.
Sitting still in nature is the best remedy for what ails ya. I sit in the park by my house every day in the late afternoon, emptying your mind while staring at a blue sky is amazing and I absolutely hate when my reverie is broken by hypnotized fools looking at their electronic cocaine.
"Electronic cocaine" is a great description.