How would you like it if you had important thoughts and ideas to tell, but you were never given an opportunity to get a sentence or even a word out, before you were drowned, by voices and/or music (usually with words) of others?
Why do you consider what comes from the brains of other people to be superior to me, your very own wonderful Brain?
Your lack of respect for my multitude of knowledge and talents is difficult to believe.
How can you know of the music, the meaningful information for others, the poetry and all the other aspects of me, if you always smother me?
I need times of quietness, not bombardment. In quiet times, you can ask me to make known to you your many past lives for you have had them and aspects of some carry over into your current life whether you believe it or not.
You sleep with a radio turned on, the television is set to act as your alarm clock in the morning and share your breakfast time, before turning it off, you put that dreadful, very harmful to me, 'thing' with the electromagnetic fields, close to me on one of your ears so that I will not have even a second of time alone with you.
And so it continues all day, in your car or public transportation, people talking, but never, ever any us-time.
If you keep insulting me, I will start retreating within, some will term it "memory loss," but there is nothing wrong with my memory, it is the years of being unwanted except for selected duties.
Soon I will hibernate deep within myself
where no one will ever be able to find me again ~ but know
that I, your Brain, tried,
I really tried ~
but you never listened,
you never ever
listened.
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