Find a quiet place. One that finds the only voice being you inside. Can you hear it? That is you. A you. Only you speaks. You are now the sole voice. The soul voice. This is you.
Now project yourself to one other. Be it mother, father, brother, sister, or friend, bring yourself to their voice. Can you hear it? That is their you. Their voice. They are a sole voice. Their soul voice.
Now, project yourself to the workplace, family gathering, social event, or group activity. Can you hear it? That is multiple you’s voicing. They each are a you among other you’s. Can you hear each sole voice? The soul voices.
Now, project yourself to a city of sole you’s. Listen to all of those souls. Go forward to a region, a country, a continent, then the planet. Can you hear it? Each a sole voice of you’s. A soul voice. The soul of a planet. The voice of a planet soul.
What do all of those sole voices of you’s say? The faint vibration of one multiplied by billions. The hum, the buzz, the static, what is its total song? An earpiece placed upon a planet, what story is contained with each reverberating moment? Who is listening? Do they respond to the vibrations heard and felt? What single soundtrack comes from all of those soul intruments?
For in a single moment of listening, a you becomes the you. A silence entered for a stream of another is the action taken. What combinations of you’s do we arrange together for the listening within? The listener of a planetary stream, is that a stream a listener, a you, can listen too? A billion plus track arrangement of an unending song broadcasting from a sphere.
“What’s that?” a youngster asks.
“That’s the sound of Earth,” an adult replies.
“Was it always this loud?” the youngster asks.
“No, not always,” the adult replies.
“When was it its loudest?” the younster inquires.
“Wanna go see?” the adult asks.
“Sure!” the younster confirms.
