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And I open my eyes. In a deep sleep I was. Voices woke me up. Sounds a lot like there is a t.v on in another room. I could hear all sorts of different voices speaking. I focus for a moment and listen. There are so many. I cannot make out what they are saying. I then sit up in my bed and the voices stop! All at once. Was I dreaming? I lay my head back down on my pillow and hear nothing but my own heartbeat. I then turn on my left side. My ear folds in such a way that the voices come back! What am I hearing!? Where is it coming from? The voices are quite beautiful. I think it is a mixture of some form of acoustics that seem to travel in a time stream. Going either forward or backwords. This chaos of voices cascades only on the folded ear.
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Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 3:12 PM UTC
Folded ear (based on true events)
And I open my eyes. In a deep sleep I was. Voices woke me up. Sounds a lot like there is a t.v on in another room. I could hear all sorts of different voices speaking. I focus for a moment and listen. There are so many. I cannot make out what they are saying. I then sit up in my bed and the voices stop! All at once. Was I dreaming? I lay my head back down on my pillow and hear nothing but my own heartbeat. I then turn on my left side. My ear folds in such a way that the voices come back! What am I hearing!? Where is it coming from? The voices are quite beautiful. I think it is a mixture of some form of acoustics that seem to travel in a time stream. Going either forward or backwords. This chaos of voices cascades only on the folded ear.
Strange things in the night
solaces
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Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 3:12 PM UTC
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