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Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Meniere's Micro Mini's, Sleep, A Talk and Sir Dude

30 minutes ago I woke up from a twenty hour sleep. Have since taken care of personal hygiene and very much wanted to connect with Kindred. Alot of this sleep has had to do with these micro mini meniere's attacks stomping my ass. This morning I had gotten up to take my medications, when no sooner had I eaten them, I was wearing a crown of dizziness that seemed to lie solely atop my skull. Radiating a dizziness down and into my brain's...

...so I went back to my safe place and slept until 1630.

I have listened to the silence for as many hours. No television, no radio or stereo. Total silence with the exception of sounds and noises in my ears. My Hard of Hearing right ear sounds as if Great Spirit has increased the volume on life as last night when I went into slumber until this very moment. These damned keys sound as if I am banging, not tip-tapping on this key board. I listen to my bird neighbours in the preserve, I've heard an Alligator send out a telegraph to it's mate and have been able to hear the Peacocks down the preserve. So loud to my hear I would swear we were in the middle of The National Everglades Park and Preserves...

...and that's piggy backing the noises in my ears.

Anywho, I am feeling it all right now. I don't want to talk about this now. I do suspect I'll be in bed before long so I wanted to send out this message to Kindred and Kinfolk too. All Relation's.

Let me share something real quick please. I often file protest over the this and that's of politics and have shared the solidarity in my Spirit's for people of Mother Earth. I will so often listen to and respect the words of others and so often do take them into consideration.

I ask and say to myself right now, what is this I am doing? I permit the words of other living Earth Beings, such as Kinfolk and neighbour who want to fill this one ear whole full of their beliefs, their God, their politics and their opinion's. Their verbiage...

...and not consider mine? There's something wrong with this picture. I have no idea or plans as to how I'll "continue" to deal with this, but I suppose I will. Seems to me that in this life, this is the way it always has been...

..."are you listening to me?". "Children are meant to seen and not heard.", "when will you ever learn to listen?". "Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?". "Put it in your mouth." Now days, this is more like "My opinion is right and yours is wrong.", "What's wrong with you? Aren't you listening to me?". "You're too angry." And recently I am informed that "I have hatred in me."...

..."All" while not even paying the respect of one who walks a different path. My Path. I really still, don't understand. Even after all of a life time. I don't understand.

Sir Dude, my therapist called me back yesterday afternoon at 1716 to let me know he was able to work something out and locked in an appointment for me Wednesday, the 08 February 2012. Which by now, is the morrow. My brother-in-law, Bil will be assisting me with the transport piece.
If I did not say I am so very happy about our face to face, mine and Sir Dude's, I would be telling lies. I honestly can't wait...

...my heart is full and I have no more to say.






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