Paradox Of Silence.

Silence. Its been one of the annoying concepts that beard carrying pseudo- intellectuals profess all the time. You catch (rather get caught by) any of these guys who, supposedly, think about the world, self and all the other crap and they will tell you how great and peaceful it is to have long silent walks where there nothing else but silence. And ironically these silence lovers will make more noise about it than a Nirvana fan makes against Linkin Park. But does it really matter. If I stop screaming around wont your mind be already taken over by all the noise that is going on in your head. Hell, even if I am raving on, mind still manages to remind you to check out the chick that passed by. For that matter imagine if we were incapable of telling the distance of source by sound, or differentiate between two voices. Would you have been able to differentiate between your thoughts and mine?
At this point you may try to suggest that my thought wouldnt have been in continuation with your chain of thought. Sorry to break it to you, but we dont have any chain of thought! While writing this, I am suddenly thinking about Jaguar - the car. If this is the chain of thought humans have, it is clearly not linked.
Now, comes vocal silence. You may want to cut out all the noise from outside for the sake of singularity of thought. But does that really matter? You may be bodily an individual but who says your thoughts go in single track. Hell, I can have a Greek city-state council meeting staged in my head with fifty different opinions, from spartan to Athenian, without reaching to any conclusion. So, does it really matter if you are silent or screaming on top of your lungs? If you cant isolate your mind from all the crap that is messier than room of a sixteen year old where does silence comes into picture. Dont think about it....