Two things, & waste
When I was younger, much younger, I used to hear a buzzing sound. This only occurred when there were no other sounds to hear, often in the overly warm seat in a locked car. The buzz would come slowly, relentlessly. Soon it would be too loud to bear. Could this have been the sound of the Universe, the Om? I wonder.
I hear it sometimes still, but never so poignantly.
The other thing I've forgotten entirely.
So we'll make something up. What do I wish to discuss?
Oh, one thing right now.
No, two things.
First, I heard it on other blogs, and I've felt it myself. It would seem that many people think youthful indiscretion is the same as stupidity. I disagree, and that is that.
Second.. crap, forgot that one as well. But it was huge, man. Woulda shook your world. Better that I've forgotten. Don' t need you all acting crazy.
posted by KOM @ 1:40:00 AM
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I used to hear drum tracks in evaporative coolers with bad bearings. They went well with the buzz of refrigerators and whatever other noises came out of appliancea to make some pretty cool industrial music. Sort of like KMFDM or Ministry before they got good.
Don't remember the buzzing Om.
I still hear the buzzing when its entirely quiet.
And I agree- I don't feel youthful indescretion is the same as stupidity, either.
I think kids' uncluttered little brains are more accessable for the brain's natural ability of the 6th sense.
Without the stupidity of youthhood, how could we possibly enjoy the stupidy of adulthood?
Was the buzzing accompanied by heavy drinking? I hear the sound too, but it always turns out to be that one damned pesky fly that gets locked in the car with me.
When I was young, I was fond of lying in the grass and staring up at the sky. If I tried real hard, the only thing that filled my brain was the vastness of the blue overhead. Occasionaly I would see little thready things floating through my vision.
"Wow," I thought, "I can see molecules!"
It wasn't until decades later, while watching Discovery Channel or some such, that I found out the truth. Due to a quirk in the human brain (not fully explained), that when staring at that exact color of sky blue, you can see the blood rushing through the optic nerve, or retina, or sumthin'. It leaves squiggly silver traces in your vision.
Poop on that. I still choose to believe I can see the rudiments of the universe. Take that, Science!
i used to hear that buzzing, but then i came to realise that it was the giant satellite dish they built about 2km from my house and it would send some weird buzz when it pointed in my direction.
It stopped when i moved, so, yeah. That was it.
maybe.
Hmm...there must be a bee next to your ear.
I hear ya, about the buzzing. Enough to drive a person batty!
I'm torn between wishing I had youthful indescretions, and glad that I didn't have youthful indescretions. It's something I will never be able to answer, unless they build a time machine. I wouldn't change anything though - because every step I've taken has led me right to here, right where I want to be.
Yeah, so I'm super late on this comment. To the childhood buzzing thing that is faded these days:
There is a wordsworth poem ("Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood")that just might nail it. http://eir.library.utoronto.ca/rpo/display/poem2352.html
Youthful indiscretions:
I don't remember most of them. But then, considering the particular type of indescretions, that makes an awful lot of sense.
- tai nhac chuong mien phi cho dien thoai, tuyen chon nhac chuong hay nhat, DOC NHAT, kho tai nhac chuong hay nhat mien phi lon nhat hien nay
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