S.I.L.E.N.C.E...Please!

This is a proclamation disguised in fury, do not be fooled by its beauty. Worship it as a warning disguised as prayer...an announcement dripping with impassioned, vehement ire.

The world has grown obstreperous, clattering, deafening, tumultuous, rowdy, cacophonous, fortissimo, piercingly resounding and maddening,

Leaders of the world are devolving...traversing backwards to the stone age, debating on who amongst them will be first to discover FIRE...and reinvent the wheel. They strut and swear, threaten and growl, as if they are the epitome of the promised ANTI-CHRIST. They have become ANTI-PEACE, anti-humanity. Gods of DESTINY...because we allow them to roar.

Is the world doomed to be ended by imbecile'd, moronic, half-witted decisions made by a few petulant children decked out in narcissistic adult personages.

I am sick of boys in power measuring their cojones, pretending to be grown ups, capable of sane and intelligent decisions. Sick of talks of war and threats of unmitigated violence.

I am sick to my stomach of all the noise, causing me undue stress and discomfort.

So...Your ear here:

Please -

Clear the Room

Clear the Itinerary

Clear my calendar into perpetuity

Clear the World.

I......NEED......SILENCE!

THIS IN A PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT:

Stand still and listen!!!!!!!!!!!

All echoes are hereby suspended.

All clocks must dim their ticks and their tocks.

Any thought louder than a feather

will be detained and escorted from the premises.

This is a mandatory order for quietude.

Compliance is not optional.

NOTICE:

The air is hereby willed to now perform

its ancient duty of lilting listening. QUIETLY!

Windows are advised to remain vigilantly closed.

Doors should refrain from allowing dreaming.

Bodily noises are to be kept strictly confidential.

Nightmares are sternly banned.

Any wandering memory must report

to the nearest shadow for containment.

Failure to do so may result

in unlicensed revelation of your darkest secrets.

WARNING:

Do not approach the perimeter

of this quiet, silent space.

Do not tap the glass of the mind

while it is molting.

Side effects of intrusion include:

fractured certainty,

premature awakening,

and the irreversible release

of whatever truth or lies,

exists trembling and pacing,

hidden or slumbering behind your ribs.

This is so proclaimed:

By order of the Unheard,

the Unspoken,

and the Soon-to-Be-Understood.

This silence will continue

until further notice.

Stand by.

Or better yet~~~~

Stand still.

Silencio por favor. Gracias!