Just something I remembered

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I remember back when I was doing my Master's in Minnesota, probably around 2002, I was walking by a bridge over the Missisippi river that connects to campus, and there were voices that were echoing from the ceiling: "my name is Jessica", "my name is Mike", "my name is Rebecca", etc. Each person had their own unique voice and pace, but overall it all got lost in a very relaxing overall sound. To me it felt like a pleasant fantasy of all the huss and mess of life being over and everyone comming together for that "roll call", so at the end it turns out that our whole life was just a play that at some point is over. What do you think?

By the way, I miss good old Minneapolis.

I agree.

I'm not sure. It's an interesting thought though.

Well, it can change one's life though.

I mean: for people who prefer playing than working

If one doesn't take life too seriously, more like a game, it can be easier to live it.
Even with the worst handful cards.
Or with the best cards and jokeys you can imagine, if you don't know the rules of the game or if you play with people you know they cheat and change the rules to their only best interests.

... On the other hand, there are so many people who play games so seriously, so brutally, as gladiators, as if their lives were depending on the result, that it's difficult to play with them.

... As in life!

To me that encoraged meditation rather than playing; this overall relaxing sound made me want to "lose myself" in all these voices. Very nice experience when I am worn out after a very long day. But I see what you are saying I guess there is two sides to every coin.

I can also see (feel would fit better for me) what you're talking about.
To me, it's the nature that does that.

Voices fading away into silence. Quiet and total silence. Nobody. Just the silence. Especially in open air, in plain nature.
Which is very and enough speakful, speakable, by herself (itself?).