reply to post by gdaub23
Gdaub, are you the only person where you are at to have seen and heard what you did? By that, I mean of the people you are in face to face contact
with, has there been people you could grab and say, wow, do you hear that, what is it?
I have been struck by the amount of times when I'm out in public, like at the beach when I heard the rumbling at Myrtle Beach with my husband, or here
at home, out in my front yard with neighbors around, I don't notice anybody else paying ANY heed whatsoever to the noise. At the beach it was just me
and my husband showing any curiosity and trying to figure out the source. And for my husband, even, it is very rare he will stop and pay attention to
anything that doesn't involve a ball and a team logo! I've tried with almost a sense of desperation to get him to even stop and listen with me to the
rumblings at home. The best I can get out of him is he will pause for barely a minute, listen, shrug and mumble "planes". He is not a stupid man.
Quite the contrary, he is slightly above genius level IQ and well educated and successful in his career and has a better than average grasp of science
subjects. But he just will not pay much heed to anything that's not main stream information. So I was shocked to the core when he not only
acknowledged the rumbles at the beach, but admitted he was mystified instead of shrugging it off to some mundane but ill fitting explanation.
Getting back to the rumblings here at home, one of the times I heard them, I was out in my driveway leaning on the trunk of my car looking up at the
sky. Neighbors were out and about. It was the time everyone was getting home from work. There were these loud pulsating rumbles all above us. You'd
have thought the alien mothership was about to decloak above us! Lol. There was a wind blowing around us and some clouds around since it was mid
February, after all. There was no lightning to be seen at all. While you could superficially dismiss the sound as thunder, the pulsed regularity and
persistence of it was more like breathing than any thunder or any jet I ever heard. It lasted so long I had to give up "enjoying" it and get in and
get dinner started so I don't even know when it ended nor could I tell you when it started since I'd been out at the grocery.
Yet for all the strangeness of this sound, for its loudness and oppressiveness and persistence, I didn't see even one neighbor pause to take note of
it. Nor did they even seem to be curious to see me standing there gawking at the sky. And this is a street where we do talk to each other, bake each
other cookies and look after each other. But on that day, everyone was so engrossed in their routine this anomaly went completely unheeded!
Even odder, when we had the quake roll through here, nobody ever has mentioned it except in the mist dismissive way. There is absolutely no curiosity
about the quake at all and I find that absolutely puzzling. We do not get noticeable quakes here at all, unless you go back almost a couple hundred
years in the records. The one we got was quite loud and woke people up. Yet nobody here is even remotely curious why we got one. So I haven't dared
grab a neighbor to ask about the rumblings. We have all talked about the weird bouts of extreme fatigue and vertigo and illness going around. But not
about the quake or the rumblings. Sometimes I feel like maybe I imagined the quake and the continued recurring rumblings, given the absolute silence
on these subjects around here.
edit on 22-3-2011 by SheeplFlavoredAgain because: Can't scroll to fix typo but "mist" should be "most". Sorry.