It's only inevitable.

In this crazed society, what else defines the inevitable? Tell me, has routine taken over defying what used to be inevitable?

Gone are the days when simplicity and silence are given due time. Although intricacy has served us well through the years of growth, the urge to make it more vulgar and proud seems to have taken a grip over most of us.

As each day ends, we cannot help but be surrounded by the deafening shadows of silence. And we are left to ourselves; left alone to deal and battle with our own demons. Inevitable, is it not?

I suppose then, that no matter how much we crave for the loudness and vulgarity of pride, and the intricate details we scour for to have such pride, it is still inevitable that silence would rightfully take its place and grip us tightly by the neck. Sooner or later.

Today I have come across a rumor monger yet again. I ought to have gotten used to this by now, what with all that I have come across with in the last fifteen years or so of both social and self awareness. But like most people, pride has found a shelter in my consciousness. But why wait for the day to end before coming to terms with one of the demons I have to face, when I could turn to face it and have a firm grip at myself instead? Here then is my salute to silence along with a welcoming breath of inner peace and strength that I know I should rightfully take pride for.

Silence should not be deafening nor maddening. Don't peace and tranquility come along with it? Besides, nobody said pride could not be taken in stride with complete silence.