The noise attacks Sam from all sides. Bloggers of all stripes rattle incessantly in pursuit of earnings. Advertising hits the eyes and ears without asking permission. Crime news bulletins on the front pages as if the world is plunging into darkness and evil triumphs over good. The coronavirus wanders very close and wants to take Sam's life and health.
He is experiencing an overdose of information, international conflicts, viruses. He feels that he is drowning in information noise, and streams of information at breakneck speed throw him in different directions. Sam is dizzy, annoyed and nauseated by sounds and sights.
He wants silence ... He yearns for silence. He wants to climb under a sound-proof, light-proof dome, where it is quiet and calm, maybe even like in a coffin, deadly quiet ... Lie on your back, arms and legs outstretched, and look at the blue, clear, peaceful sky ..., just lie and rest ...
