a reply to: Flyingclaydisk
I spent a few sessions in Isolation Tanks
back in the day. J.C. Lilly Sensory Deprivation Chambers.
Then there were those moonless nights when
I would walk though the Western Canyons.
Having no ability to rely on my vision along
with complete silence. That is until things started to
surround me in the darkness....
It stood my neck hair on end.
Experiences like that make a person feel alive in a form
of perception that is not easily forgotten.
Then there was that strange moment in Central Park West.
A busy day right in the middle of Manhattan and I could hear
a pin drop. It was so odd and unexpected. One block over
and it was typical traffic,sirens,noise chaos. It just seemed
to defy the reality of circumstances.
The above are notable experiences as compared to the pleasant
and welcome innocuous sounds of silence that occur weekly.
Except for the never ending high pitch frequency I always hear now.
Tinnitus? Frequency waves? Who knows, but it is annoying at times.
Cheers to those special moments of silence.