The world today is busy. Everyone has a place they must be. Everyone has a pressing engagement they cannot miss. Grownups are overwhelmed at work. Children are overwhelmed at school. There is never enough time and always too much to do.
What we forget in the midst of our distractedness, however, is to communicate and forge meaningful relationships. In the century of Twitter and Facebook, words have become meaningless, and communication has given way to small talk. This is why the old lady in the store won’t leave you alone, why the old man on the bus keeps talking to you, although you’d swear he’s talking to himself, and probably why your neighbor spends more time with their dog than with their adult children and families. This lack of true communication is also the river from which loneliness, depression, anxiety, and dementia spring. The only solution to such a fate is togetherness, communication, and true concern for one’s neighbor.
In a world of constant noise coming from the smartphone, smartwatch, tablet, tv, and so on, the silence between people is deafening. And, while silence is not undesirable in itself when it exists as the element of frigid disconnect, it becomes a grave for the mind and spirit.
With the death of communication also comes the slow erosion of introspection. Thus, fewer people will be willing or able to guide the new generation towards self-knowledge or knowledge of the world, making the future look grim and dangerous. For as the noise of information gets louder, the voice of wisdom turns to whispers, to be heard only by a few. And, if the trajectory of the future does not change, there might come a time when the faceless void of triviality might overshadow the essence of the human spirit. Then, under the shadow of neglect, the heart of man would be crushed by the echo of its own solitary voice.