February 7th, 2009; 6:57 PM
It's lovely and quiet. I'm looking out of my bedroom window, watching the moon slowly rise into the night sky. It's pretty full tonight. But I feel good. In the distance I can hear the slight roar of the freeway. It dies down at night and returns in the early morning. It seems to be made by the sound of the tires connecting to the road, and the wind passing over the body of the car. It sounds like someone saying SSSsshhhhhhhh. In the future, I wonder if it will be more silent with electric cars? -Probably not. And then I hear the church bells, chiming out the hour. It's funny how Christianity permeates our country. I like the church bells. I don't think I'd like them as much if I lived any closer to them. From a distance, it's just a pleasant reminder of the time. I think about that familiar sound, and how much we take it for granted. I've never heard Islamic prayers announced like I hear the church bells. I know it's cultural. It's funny to think about though...when I consider how much I've been conditioned to consider some things "normal" and some things to be strange. There is so much of the world that has in some strange way been censored out of my daily existence. But I guess it's up to me to seek it out.
It's lovely and quiet. I'm looking out of my bedroom window, watching the moon slowly rise into the night sky. It's pretty full tonight. But I feel good. In the distance I can hear the slight roar of the freeway. It dies down at night and returns in the early morning. It seems to be made by the sound of the tires connecting to the road, and the wind passing over the body of the car. It sounds like someone saying SSSsshhhhhhhh. In the future, I wonder if it will be more silent with electric cars? -Probably not. And then I hear the church bells, chiming out the hour. It's funny how Christianity permeates our country. I like the church bells. I don't think I'd like them as much if I lived any closer to them. From a distance, it's just a pleasant reminder of the time. I think about that familiar sound, and how much we take it for granted. I've never heard Islamic prayers announced like I hear the church bells. I know it's cultural. It's funny to think about though...when I consider how much I've been conditioned to consider some things "normal" and some things to be strange. There is so much of the world that has in some strange way been censored out of my daily existence. But I guess it's up to me to seek it out.
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