Noise

Relations,

Greetings and yes, I am aware it is rather late or quite early depending on which side of the clock I approach it from. I have been getting the noise torture from both ears tonight, much of the day was same-same and am just about at wits end. I am sleepy and would have enjoyed a good nights sleep, but nope. No sleep tonight so I have rested my muscles and bones while reading our Declaration Of Independence. My eye orbs have gone blurry on me this evening - well, now that I remember, I experienced the blurriness earlier on the walk to Turtle Creek. The bottom line on this topic are the noises I have had to listen to and am listening to at this very damned moment. There's a Symphonic Orchestra of Crickets, Cicadas and Frogs having improvisation night. Come one, come all, it's Open Mic Night in this skull. Like, bloody hell! These have gone on for well over an hour and as I sit here right now I listen to these critters as if they were on the back of a huge farm I own between my ears. So damned loud! So damned distracting that it is difficult concentrating on a good read...

...the Left-Deaf-Ear-Hole-To-My-Brain is listening to multiple series of beeps in rapid succession. Then there's a long stretched out beep that captures my attention every time. No rings. No Tibetan Ting-Ting's here tonight. Just good old fucking beeps.

Earlier today while resting in from the heat, a Locomotive pulled up along side my back gate. One of those old fashioned loud steam locomotives too! I didn't check - I'm familiar with this train. It's not there but it's always on time. Like the occasional satellite that I pick up on my Satellite-Disk-On-My-Head, this noise seems to begin from afar, approaches, then moves right on by. From time to time, I pick up messages from foreign sources. With all of this high technology it seems to me that their "Top Secret" communiques would be handled more securely.

The static of that radio that the soldier did not turn down during radio silence. Is so loud. So damned loud.

Oh yes, late last week, Brenda and I were here in our Lodge relaxing and speaking when I noticed this hoovering sound from above my head and out of doors. In my Minds Ear, I heard what I perceived to be a UFO, spinning and hoovering straight above me. Loud and so freaking creepy I got goose bumps on my tummy. No, Brenda did not hear it. And why yes, I asked and no Ma'am, I did not take a look and see.

While on the walk about earlier the wind was so strong and my hearing so poor, I did not hear my keys fall from my waist. Yes, they were lost but then I found them, thank Great Spirit. The intensity of the sound of wind was incredible. So incredibly loud...

...so now and at this moment, I listen to German music. Trying to drown out these noises between my ears and deep in my skull. I conclude this only aggravates the situation. Yet, I must listen to anything other than the silence in our bedroom - I must listen to anything other than these damned noises! By the way, my favorite German groups are Kettcar, Tomate and Hansen Band. Damned good alternative rock.

Guten nacht...Guten Morgan...