My safe place, here where I sit smells like the inside of a tee-pee. There is something so Earthy and smells like the smoke from a place where many fires have been burnt. The furs hanging and used. I appreciate this very much, this scent that takes me back on a memory bliss. From gatherings of many Nations, to my time in the US Army with my own tee pee or two. Ah, what nice memory's. I have had this scent in Dream World too. Yes. Imagine the scent of one tee pee with several Kin, three hounds, an Owl and all of my pony's right out side of my tent. Remember when there were dozens and hundreds and thousands of tee pees? With their Men, Women and children. The Elders. All of their hounds and horses by the thousands and thousands that sounded like rolling thunder when set into a controlled chaos of a stampede to greener pastures. The camp would be struck with all tee pees and all of our blankets and furs and our tools would be packed up and on the Path in an hour or two. In Dream World, I remember I have been here and remember these things by sight, sound and smell. As I do in my awake world.
Here in my safe place both ears create havoc with contrasting and very loud noises and sounds. Meniere's Disease, stomps ass as my Deaf left ear has had a steady beep and beeping that has gone on for an hour and one half. My right ear and I are listening to a loud and steady hiss. As if escaping air from a punctured wheel. Maybe a very, very long winded snake of some species that would hiss so long and loudly. I might try to find the effect for "Share and Listen To It". There was a noise earlier that was so vivid and so damned loud I just had to ask my Good Right Dear, if she was listening to what I was hearing. She didn't hear anything so I figured I would move along.
Nausea has been resting at the spot where my neck and throat meet. Seems to have gotten stuck and has lingered for four or so hours. A hair ball? I have sweat off and on all day today. Even under cool weather conditions, I was forced to wear two bandannas - one around my neck and the other around my head. It was a two t-shirt afternoon too. The dizziness made simple tasks difficult and dangerous, so I found it best to walk on purpose. My step's and balance off by this side of a bit more than wee. Seen?
My right good-bad-ear is listening to loud and rambunctious cicadas. Very damned loud! Shit! Laying down is very uncomfortable. So are these damned sounds! I say no more.
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