Maybe this is the day where things fall into place.
Way so too much has gone on in the past few days. I would exclaim that notion, but the words represent me well.
Last night I was troubled by the loud screeching in my right ear. It did not matter what side I attempted to sleep upon - the loud screeching continued and fucking lasted for what seemed like most of the night. Night before last, I had the rhythmic thump-thump-thump of a dear neighbour having a "Latin Night In The Preserve", late into the night. It did not matter which ear I laid on. The rhythm had me by the pulse and the right-good-bad-ear picked up the beat just damned fine. Believe this not an indication of improvement of hearing, but rather the volume of which Jennifer Lopez, Iglessia Jr., and am certain I even heard so mariachi music coming from my brothers and sisters under the influence of the rums of Cuba.
Look, today I want to listen to something loud. Find some tunes on the iPod that will permit me to listen to some fan-damned-tastic tunes. Out LOUD! So that I might distract from the sounds and noises from between these two malfunctioning ear holes to the brains. Presently I have some "We Are Augustine's", on the pod. Yes, it is from yesteryear, but am thinking this is where I am today. The feel the vibe, you know. "Chapel Song", is one of my all time favorites. Have listened to it 1450 times on the pod and have yet to become board with it. The video's cool too.
I want to listen to some music so loud I can't hear myself think!
Anyways, last Friday, 27 July, I had an extraordinary time on a Play Date. I had been recovering from the symptoms of a then most recent Menerie's Attack and was not at 100% but this gathering was important to me. Besides I had never been on something such as a Play Date, but what a blast I had! My dearest friend girl, Lady Bird and her children who are now my nieces and nephews and I enjoyed an afternoon of shopping, laughing, planking and sipping on Starbucks coffee. Oh, what a day it was! We arrived at our destination about 1400 and exited the West Shore Plaza passed 1700. Time flew by like a mid-day Florida thunder storm. So too fast...
...I had a blast! This is the same Centre my Mom took us seven Baby Bears to shop decades ago. Back when it was truly a Plaza and not a Mall. It is the same West Shore Plaza I took my two beautiful daughters and wife for shopping pleasure...
...the same Plaza I would take my Kid Sister Theresa and her three cubs to buy clothes and shoes for them, my dear and missed-so-much little Bear's. And now, a new generation of Family and I continue a tradition. I am pleased. Lady Bird, thank you so much for picking me up and tucking me under your wing along with an already full nest. I love you, I love your husband and your children more than I might even try to express. Thank you.
My sister's East-Face-From-West-Tampa, would take me about and we would have good talk, good fun and good coffee. Sadly, Face lives in Georgia now. My Baby Sis and my "feller's" offer me respite on occasion simply by visiting me. Other than them, none other of my flesh and blood carries me for pleasurable ride abouts or trips to the store or trips to the coffee house or any-fucking-where or any-fucking-place, even though they speak of such promises and you know what, I can see clearer today than I did yesterday or even yesteryear's. Is today the day?
Yes, I know.
My Deaf left ear, also known as the one OOS, Out Of Sound thinks it's listening to music at this second. Ha! Listening to Culture Club and my dear Boy George, sing about time. Lord?
I am so tired of the bullshit Folks think I am willing to tolerate and accept. I want to listen to something other than their abrasive voices. Them who scold me because I am unable to hear the words they speak or am unable to read their lips. The language spoken comes from the mouths of some with two faces and no ears. No ears because they did not even listen to the words spoken from both sides of their face.
The ipod has moved along and I think I will to. (Boy George singing, "time won't give me time") Gurr, please. Think I'll take a minute or two out of doors. Clear some energy that has manifested in my Core.
Kin, I say and share, I am able to "see" that the most of you still don't get it...
...this past weekend I uttered for the first time something that has remained with me. I don't think the family about me even heard what it was I said as I was being scolded for speaking loudly. I stated simply, "imagine what this will be like when I lose more hearing".
Naw Boo's, you don't know.
This is the day my life will surely change.
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