Deaf To Divinity - losing my marbles in the sand

I thought I heard God speaking to me, but it turned out being my neighbour's absurdly loud home theatre speakers being tried out the day after they bought it. It was rather interesting to be able to hear the Divine Voice(s) without the murmur of confusion or worry of translation. It is not as if the whole Babel episode would have bothered the Lord God, especially if at Pentecost He proved he could let lose the ears to hear the murmurings of praise in all tongues. That also meant probably that He could be heard well above the deafening drone of F1 Grand Prix engines blasting through the day-light lit streets of night-time Singapore, or the ear-plugs we might be wearing as well. The question is, does He speak with the whole audio dynamics of soundwave motion or does He cause the neurons in our brains to fire up directly?
I am not so sure if the Lord God spoke to Moses through ambient sound, or that His voice thundered over the Jordan as soundwaves rippling through the air when Jesus was baptised or transfigured on the hill outside Bethany.
As I wondered precisely how the prophets of Judaism, Islam and Christianity might have perceived the Divine Voice, a image fleeted past my mind which convinced me I was momentarily insane. Without any inkling of an idea, I thought of beautiful glass marbles on the sea sand, scattered or heaped together. I thought of children playing these marbles on the sand, laughing and thrashing about with glee and abandon. Then I saw my own tiny hands, tossing and sieving the sand and marbles in the glittering sunlight, and my own voice as a child laughing aloud, no word coming from my mouth, but bubbles of air rushing through my larynx simply from pure joy.
I do not know how this thought could have interrupted my mediation on the Divine Voice, but somehow, in the momentarily lapse of consciousness, when I lost my "mind", I seemed to have perceived the heavens unfold with great wit and candour. It was as if the Divine could be heard best when we have left our dependence on our human sensibilities. Perhaps, losing one's marbles might be the very first bold encounter towards hearing the Divine.