For Those With Earbuds To Hear
In the equipping of the my soon to be Kindle Fire, I bought some higher-end earbuds. Could be a highly premature purchase if the Kindle Fire doesn't materialize for awhile. I am on a wait list. At least Amazon did not send the leather case for the ebook (and then some) reader before I actually have it in my possession. That would be like having a mug with no beer.
To break in the earbuds I was instructed to go to manufacturer website and connect to a page that essentially was a cacophony all-over-the-aural spectrum sounds. It sounded like a Mt. Dewed R2D2 was broadcasting through the earbuds. 40 hours was the prescribed time to marinate the earbuds--seasoning them sufficiently through sound stretching, up and down and all-around. Like Yoga. It supposedly provides a richer sound post-hence if I employed the protocol. I gave up the intravenous sound infusion after 24 hours...last night I had some really weird dreams with the sounds as the score and wanted to get back to listening to Spotify with the earbuds through the sound jack on my lap top.
Got me thinking about the experiences God sends our way or permits to enter into our souls. A lot of it is adversity noise...weird discordant odd sound events, stressing and stretching me to the hilt. Sometimes I just feel like a damn-breaking...one more teaspoon of trouble and I am just going over the banks of balance. Then, God brings peace for a spell, and afterwards, more sounds come, ready or not.
The end goal of God: To make our souls expansive.
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