The
infra sound of giant nostrils that blast the bellowing sub sonic sounds
of a hippopotamus in love is something grand and immensely unusual to
fathom and ponder in the vast lands of their natural surroundings. A
sign that rumbles even the leaves on the trees and speaks of what is
to come, an unusual mating ritual perhaps or even to warn of danger
in the air, causing the birds to flee.
For
even the planet Earth has nostrils to billow and a voice to see, that
may warn of tsunamis, and earthquakes, and eruptions that can't always
be foreseen or a volcanoes song of history, place and the value of good
times to be.
Even
in a human universe hippos are children of the Earth and the sky that
resides within and all around us, from the depths of our (Ys) to the
heights of our (Is) and in the infinite oceans of natures synchronicities
and eccentricities. And as an early warning of earthquakes to come and
according to some, perhaps catfish are people too, for their magic has
been proven, tried and true to warn of impending doom.
So
what of sound that allows us to see and protects from disaster and our
ability to simply be for those whose harmonies are to be simple and
free, seemingly by intelligent design.
Perhaps
nomads and birds and the wilds of unbridled nature are a subtle reminder
of what it might be like to be totally free and to be warned of impending
disasters by a deep inner knowing that our eyes can't always see. Where
ever nature remains wild, the echo systems of life and synchronicity
always protect the animals from disaster and speak when it's time to
flee.
So
if sound can be seen, and, as a way of protection from the billowing and
eruptions of that which often can't be foreseen, all may be well for
the life of our planet in the face of any perception or expected disasters
when we learn how to read the sounds of our storms and the songs of
our tides and how to play in the game of (Is) and (Ys).
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DR. SOUNDBITE & ETHOS108 7/6/06
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