This morning, while turning over a bit of MY allotment, everything became crystal clear :-)
I forked up a sod and, as I was about to flip 'im over, noticed a worm stretched out below lying perfect' straight. The worm didn't move on so I turned over another sod, and there below were another worm, also perfect' straight and facing in the same direction as the first worm - which was pointing roughly north towards a clump of mushrooms I could see on the horizon (though you never can tell what's head and what's tail with a worm so it might have been facing south towards the gasworks).
I turned over more sods and below each one it were the same. At this point I put down MY little fork and scratched MY little head. "What's this Littlestone?" I did address MYSELF, "worms all lined up and facing north?" (or south depending on your acquaintance with worms). So I did begin to dig again and though I do not have the words to describe what I saw properly it were basically hundreds and hundreds of worms all facing north (or south depending on you or the worms' perspective).
This ready crop of worms were all as quiet and as still as a still thing, and I do not know how to explain it to all the wise and clever people here on TMA because I do not have the words or the maths for it but if I did I would try, but failing that I can show you, if you have time, to come and see for yourselves; and I will prove to you with proof so that we can talk about MY idea that all the worms in the world are gathering along indescribable lines of energy that only a few people (and I am one of them) can detect with MY little sodding fork. A lot of these lines have sheds on them aligned north-south and some have hydrants and some even have sprinklers but I know (because I know) that what I saw this morning is part of a great worm grid, probably produced by an energy source somewhere deep inside the ancient earth (or perhaps even from just below MY compost heap) that I do not know how to explain it yet. I know that it's there though, but because I am not good with words I know I am right, because MY little fork and MY little spade keep showing Me that I am right and one day everything will become as clear to you there as it is to ME here.*
* On the question of derision, to which no doubt the above will sadly be subjected, I can only quote the American songwriter Otto Harbach (1873-1969)
They asked me how I knew
My true love was true.
I of course replied
'Something here inside'...
Cannot be denied
Now laughing friends deride tears I cannot hide,
So I smile and say 'When a lovely flame dies,
Smoke gets in your eyes.'
PS For the sane, still managing to cling on, have a great and 'energy' free weekend ;-)