<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530563" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Eno 1</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our ears are open to idle chatter, <br>So we hear only in the cluttered sound.<br>In that, all things collapse in the clatter<br>That has swallowed our senses—that surrounds.<br>We are rattled by the buzzing of words<br>With our social-media tinnitus.<br>Our over-exposed phrases become slurred, <br>But we hardly notice our slacked status.<br>The more we say, the less our thoughts will mean.<br>The more we follow, the less we are free.<br>We are captive to noise's smoke screen, <br>Unaware of the clouded euphony<br>That could clear our path and offer guidance.<br>That deepest understanding is silence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tim+Stensloff">Tim Stensloff</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530563" data-title="Eno 1 de Tim Stensloff" data-description="Our ears are open to idle chatter, So we hear only in the cluttered sound. In that, all things collapse in the clatter That has swallowed our senses—that surrounds. We are rattled by the buzzing of words With our social-media tinnitus. Our over..."></div> </div> </div>

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