Frightening Sound Of Silence In The World

by Aug 19, 2020

The Thought

I wrote a tweet yesterday. What I said was, “In 1964 Simon and Garfunkel whispered a warning to the world. No one listened.” 

A song that keeps popping up over and over for me this past week, anytime I was on YouTube, which is often, was The Sound of Silence cover by Disturbed. Now, I have heard it before. I was once a big Disturbed fan, and I grew up listening to Simon and Garfunkel, so of course, I listened to it when it first came out in 2016. 

What I have never done before is to pay close attention to the lyrics.

Yesterday, I did. And the message of the lyrics, the dream that Paul Simon had that lead to writing this song, seems so prophetic when we look at the world around us today. I am not saying it was a message for Paul from God. Still, man does it resonate, and I genuinely feel like it was a warning to society, a warning that no one heeded.

I would like to share a quick revelation that this song gave me before pushing into the entire point of this article. If you have never heard this song for some weird reason or need a refresher.

The lyrics:

Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams, I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light, I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

“Fools,” said I, “You do not know
Silence, like a cancer, grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”.
But my words, like silent raindrops, fell
And echoed in the wells, of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out it’s warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls”.
And whispered in the sounds of silence.

Looking Deeper

From the first verse, the wording of this song creates the visualization of something deeper than an ordinary dream. Seeds planted in their brain seems purposeful and with design. In the next verse, we see the loneliness in which many of us walk today. Not so much a depression as a reference to the darkness and cold-heartedness that has spread across this world. 

The 3rd verse is where this song heats up. Rather in musical intensity or in the ability to place itself in the world around us. In the naked light referencing how it seems just in the past year that so many things have come to light and been exposed from the depths of conspiracy theory land. From pedophilia rings to socialist agendas, civil war, and indoctrination.

“Ten thousand people maybe more” for me represents a large majority or many people. Talking without speaking, hearing without listening. I do not have to give many examples of the prophetic nature of these words. 

You see it on social media, mainstream media, main street, and government officials. Families are being divided. Neighborhoods being destroyed. Why? Communication has ceased from both sides. Battle lines have been drawn in our society, and no one is willing to listen to or talk to the other side. 

“Songs that voices never shared” is the lack of desire to stand up and speak out against this. There are some people sure, but most people just rant a little on twitter or Facebook and then go about their lives, waiting for someone else to fix this. The voting booth will not solve this problem this time.

The fourth verse of this song is the warning that has been ignored. “Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach you” This is the last cry for dialogue, for unity, for the compromise that has always been the glue that has held together with our country. At one time, not very long ago, this century, I witnessed Americans come together to unite against terror and fear. These two things are the driving force behind our way of life, from civil unrest to pandemic.

We have silenced our own voices and coward down to the oppressors. Everyone has, including you and me. We are all guilty on some level of not standing for the values and systems that once launched our society into the future, powerfully, brilliantly, and steadfast. Last week I got tired of everything, reduced my screen time by 90%, and went to the solitude of my farm. I did nothing to help our society. I am just as guilty. What have you done? You are just as guilty.

The bible warns us about us. 

2 Timothy 4:3-4 For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears; And they shall turn away their ears to the truth, and shall be turned unto fables.”

Most pastors claim this is referring to false preachers because of the word doctrines. I submit to you that this has a second meaning as well. The word “teachers” is the word that stands out to me. What is the definition of a teacher? According to Cambridge University Inline Dictionary, it is “a person who instructs or trains others.” 

By this definition, that makes it not only preachers but also schoolteachers, professors, government officials, senators, congressmen and women, the president, the mainstream media, podcasters, content creators, and the list goes on and on. See where I am going with this?

Regardless of what your ideological leanings are today, we have heaped on ourselves teachers, our ears are itching for our version of the truth. The truth that fits our worldview may it be Left-wing or Right, both sides are guilty. But as the last line of this verse states, these words of mine will be like silent raindrops echoing in the silence.

The last verse really sums up to where we are sitting today. People are bowing and worshipping to their false gods. Money, pedophilia rights, feminism, socialism, social justice, Marxism, communism, nationalism, patriotism, Pro-Trump, and Anti-Trump are the things people are worshipping. Not the true God. Our society now hates God. 

Remember what Jesus said in Matthew 6:24 “No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon.

In the song, the sign flashes its warning. Prophetic words are written on subway walls and tenement halls. Tenement halls are basically low-income, ghetto, poor neighborhoods, etc. Both of these describe an urban area. What do we see around us? Cities are failing. They are being rioted, looted, burned, and overthrown. Police departments are being defunded, autonomous zones created, cities are going bankrupt trying to pay for all the damage done by the ones they are encouraging.

Again, itching ears and teachers.

If this is a big flashing warning sign, I do not know what else, we as a country, as a society, as a culture, need. And as the last line of the song concludes, we are left with no hope. “And whispers in the sound of silence.”

I keep hearing the term the silent majority, well that fits right in, does it not? So what? The majority gets together, Trump gets re-elected, and the cities will continue to burn. Socialists will keep gaining power, and the Marxist will continue to indoctrinate the populace. The silent majority is exactly what they brand themselves. Silent. They are part of the sound of silence. 

Acts 18:9a “And the Lord said unto Paul one night in a vision” Do not be afraid, but go on speaking and do not be silent, for I am with you……” 


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