Wednesday, April 20, 2016

THE PLACE OF MIRACULOUS SOUNDS OF AWESOMENESS


Traveling to THE PLACE OF MIRACULOUS SOUNDS OF AWESOMENESS, a place where you can hear a pin drop as if it is instead an exploding atom bomb, where you can hear yourself type on a computer keyboard as you press each key like a piano, listening to music from a stereo blaring loudly as the dance music vibrates your ears and body, in the reverberation of a drumhead where your skin is the skin of the drum, stretching and snapping.

Hearing your body digesting foods, hearing your stomach juices churning in your stomach as like butter being churned around and around with a wooden paddle, singing along with songs as they open your eyes wide causing your stomach and eyes to be one.

Being in the Oneness of G-d as you become so stimulated it takes your breath away and you gasp with open mouth as each sound penetrates your brain and activates your body cells: neutrons, protons and electrons spinning around and you can feel them rushing as they turn.

Not in an effort to find silence instead being in the know as you hear everyone's words, being inspired by words of another's conversation.

Paying attention to the birds that fly by, hearing them screeching and then silencing as they find their nest, home sweet home, an egg on which to sit.

Awakened by sounds, garbage disposals being slammed, chairs being pushed in, music being all sound, hearing him as he clears his throat but not to talk, knowing no words.

Laughter everywhere as it echoes bouncing back and forth on wooden beams up on the ceiling, soundproofed, laughter soon becoming song.

Waiting for the voice of a Jewish Cantor thunderously mimicking the voice of G-d.

To then close out all sound and to hear silence, to breathe easy regular breaths again, the heart slowing down stopping its palpitations, having a sense of peace from hearing no sounds, silence, hearing G-d's voice in your memory as the stimulation transformed your body, mind, heart and soul.

To play the record again Sam, tomorrow, to again be moved by "Miraculous Sounds Of Awesomeness."

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