I Have Listened To Earth Mother

Relations,

I have heard what has sounded like Earth Mother humming some sort of message and tune. I can not imagine what it is I am hearing other than Mother Earth. I listened last evening deep into the dark of night and I heard it this morning while on a brief walk about. No, I didn't go too far today. Just up and around the corner and back...

...and it was on my way back home that I could hear this sound again. Yes, it is some sort of humming or whirling sound, but I think it may be an Om that I hear.

The channel behind us has been a curiosity for me because I know that it has a flow or motion to it. A tide of sorts - and I wonder, could I be hearing the passing of tides? I don't know, but these are not the only times I have heard and listened to these sounds from below my feet.

I was not or am not frightened by this audio phenomena. I'm okay with it. Great Spirit is too.

We also have Turtle Creek up the street and three huge ponds with giant lily pads that truly scare the shit out of me. These store mass water and speceis that would live in huge ponds. I can hear all sorts of noises coming from over there with my right ear and oddly enough, I would swear that the left deaf ear was hearing the same thing. No. It doesn't. It is now, but I am safely at home.

There has been no quiet for days. This morning I have listened to fighter planes zooming back and forth over my house of seven windows. I have listened to the beep-beep-beeps of someone in need of help using the Maris Code. Frantically attempting to reach the main land, this sounds like that Russian submarine that was stealth and has run aground down near Key Largo. Odd that she should be sending out the SOS, though. I reckon attempting to reach Moscow - no Havana, Cuba. Yeah, that's it. Cuba! Viva Cuba!

Yes, I'm goofy sometimes but this helps me get through some rough patches here and there. I think this is the way I have operated since I was a boy. Dust it off, smile, and keep on truckin'. This symptom of the Meniere's is enough to drive one mad. I've got to keep on pushing. I've got to...

...I've got to be that Survivor! That Warrior! The One who also with good Spirit's, will listen to the sounds of Mother Earth.

Om.

p.s. Those dang fighter planes are getting kind of - sort of close here! I should be sending out my own SOS! SOS! SOS! My Crib is under attack by unknown enemy fighter planes! SOS!