Idle Minds

It seems that today, we are afraid of silence. We are incapable at doing one thing at a time, or doing nothing at all. Even now I'm listening music, typing this line, and thinking about the next one, and thinking about me thinking about the next line and judging how you'll read this, all at the same time. There's always an earbud, a text message, a notification, or a TV show dividing our attention. I once read an article that said these distractions and our habit of multitasking has altered our brains to the point where it is physically harder to give one thing our undivided attention. I completely believe this, coming from the girl who once gave herself a headache trying to meditate. Maybe we can't become idle because we're afraid of what we'll hear. Perhaps the world is forcing views upon us that are so skewed and unnatural that, when we do hear our natural thoughts, they seem too wrong to tolerate. What would happen if we all tried to just BE for twenty minutes? Last time I did that, I came to a substantial religious realization, no joke. That's why after I post this I'm laying down on the floor, looking up to the ceiling and going where it takes me. I'm serious, that's what I'm going to do, and you should join me. Come on, let's ditch this world and start dreaming with our eyes open.