Youtor
Leaf Blower Poem
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The Silent Salvation • You would have to be allergic to noise, as I am, • to understand that the true aliens among us are not from distant galaxies, • but walk the earth as leaf blowers, their relentless breath echoing • through streets, parks, and every quiet corner once untouched by the chaos of sound. • They have taken the planet without a war, without a warning, • their engines seething, tearing apart the fabric of silence, • as if peace were a fragile thing to be broken with each sweep of debris. • https://johnrector.me/2024/10/24/the-... • There is no green zone anymore. • The parks where children once laughed are now battlegrounds of hum and drone, • the soft rustle of leaves replaced by the harsh, mechanized growl, • as if nature herself is being exiled, • replaced by this metallic buzz, filling the air like a fever dream of industry. • You can hear them miles away, their signal echoing through the horizon, • as if marking the territory of their conquest, • these noisy invaders who have no respect for Sundays, • for mornings, for the quiet prayers of those who yearn for stillness. • And yet, I know Elon Musk, • a different kind of alien—one who builds rockets not to escape • but to reshape the world he finds beneath his feet. • It’s not the electric cars that hold the key, • but the batteries—the silent promise hidden within every charge, • a future not of speed and progress, but of quiet, of stillness, • where even the leaf blowers, those insidious intruders, • will no longer roar like wild beasts in the street, • but hum, softly, like a whisper carried on the wind. • He is not here to rid us of them, • but to tame them, to neuter their fury, • to render them as harmless as a leaf caught in the breeze, • so that one day, perhaps, we might walk through the world • and hear the sound of our own thoughts again, • untethered from the rage of machines. • This, more than any Mars colony or electric revolution, • is the salvation we didn’t know we needed— • to restore the quiet to a planet that forgot how to listen.
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