Opinion: The Sound of Silence
It is just so with silence. Even when all is quite, the wind might whistle, the leaves rustle, the cars zoom, the rain pitter-patters. For example, it is now 11:26pm in Queens, New York as I write this. Everybody in my home is asleep but me. The fan overhead is squeaking gently. I just heard a door close somewhere. The very annoying neighbor of mine is at it again: moving furniture and producing a most unpleasant screeching sound. The clock is ticking. The pressure of my fingers on the keys are creating those little soft sounds that I enjoy so much. Oh, I hear voices from outside the window now...
It seems to me that silence will not have a sound. It would probably be eerily and bleed the ears as they strain to hear. It would be most strange to feel silence; surely that must be the only way to know silence, by feeling. What would the ears pickup when there is nothing at all to be picked?