The Buzzing...

Loud. Noises and lights and constant chaos. I can't hear myself breathe! I crave silence. Pure silence.

I want a life away from all things buzzing. A life created with momentum of movement not simple switches. 

The never-ending hum of machines and technology encroaches upon my thoughts confusing and befuddling my mind with synthetic song. Will there ever be a hidden moment, one without glare or kick?

I wander lost in this web of progress and technological mayham with no escape, less I go Amish. I've considered it... plotted it, planned in secret conspiracy. 

I lay back upon the sofa and am transported to a field far from this plane of insanity. I smile and laugh and dance upon the dream of a simpler time which resides transparently sacrificed in the corner of my soul. And I wonder... when will you join me?