When I was young, and heard “Comfortably Numb” by Pink Floyd, I associated it with the numbness of people to life. In order to survive, people became numb to things – comfortably numb, so that the ‘machine of life’ could run smoothly.
I asked questions, in order to understand that numbness, and was often told that I don’t understand, that I can’t understand – because of my age and inexperience.
I swore I would never become such an adult.
Now, as a grown up, whenever I hear that song it reminds me of that promise to myself.I have been called sensitive by some people, I am considered strong by a lot of people, including some of those who call me sensitive. I know now that my “sensitivity” is simply a lack of numbness. When something extra-ordinary touches me, the genuine reaction to that sensation isn’t numbed down. I don’t have any defensive mechanisms, tediously developed over time, to make me oblivious to outside stimuli. It doesn’t make me incapable of being ‘tough’ when needed, but I can get emotional over a lot of things.
Kindness touches me, as does music. Some scenes in movies touch me. Words, in books or spoken, touch me, but more than anything else – injustice. Any kind of pretense, or falsehood – not to mention deception, lieing and/or scheming.I have not become comfortably numb. If that equals being sensitive or emotional, well.. very good then. |
‘Comfortably Numb’ by Pink Floyd
Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?Come on, now.
I hear you’re feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can’t explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
Therell be no more –aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it’s working. good.
That’ll keep you going for the show.
Come on it’s time to go.
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb. |