“Noise proves nothing. Often a hen who has laid an egg cackles as if she had laid an asteroid.” ― Mark Twain
I was going to post this pic and that quote earlier in the week, during Easter, but then I didn’t…
Why am I posting it now?
I’m feeling very quiet at the moment.
When you are quiet… the noise of the world seems to be augmented.
When you are loud… the noise of the world… sometimes you hardly notice it.
So many voices wanting to be heard… they have something to say, they say it… quietly, then a with a bit more volume, then louder, until it is a shout.
When you are also shouting, the shouts of others seem different than when you are silent.
When you are silent, quiet… everyone tends to sound as though they are a hen laying an asteroid.
That must hurt… but it’s kind of cool and unusual… until it becomes the norm. Then it is the norm.
Then a hen who quietly goes about her business and just lays an egg becomes cool and unusual.
Life is strange… and so are we.
“Probably one of the most private things in the world is an egg before it is broken.” ― M.F.K. Fisher