Nothing even matters

Chapter 2

Then, all of a sudden, you hear your song again, of all places, radiating from the ground beneath your feet. Can it be that just like Dorothy, you have had the power to go home all along. Maybe you needed to help the brainless, the heartless and the fraidy cats of the world find their way too. Its been a long strange trip but its time to go home.

You dig with all your worth. As you excavate all manner of precious substances are revealed. Gold and diamonds fly into the air with every blow. But it matters not because the song beneath it all is not yet revealed.

The song, your song, that song that brought you to this place, the song that you wondered if you would ever hear again, was here to take you further along your journey, maybe even to the place that you belong.

Beginning as a whisper, it gets stronger with each passing day, hour and minute. It radiates until the vibrations rattle the core of your very essence.

But how can it be that no one else hears. Surely they hear it too but simply do not understand or simply seek to deceive you into ignoring it.