| J.D. Campbell 2004-10-26, 2:08 am |
| So the pastor came got his stuff bought more stuff and in loading some
birds came to land on around me/us and around me/us and of course he
raises his hands is startled thinking they are attacking which they did
turned on him. I didnt even look or care as they are screaming landing
hoving wings back nothing at all after all these years barefoot, hes
going gawd what kinda birds are these hoping to get my attention . I was
down on the ground having moved around large wet items and like the
watering hole they thought i found some good snacks no sweat its only
jd. They put out some good noises/grin. The only kinda bird he thinks is
dove are those doves huh what hum i go not even interested.
In fact i live with millions of ants that do the work all kinds sizes.
Like i put down the fork they eat it completely clean yet i can leave
anything not finished they dont touch it........i even had a litter of
wild mice grow up in the towels next to my pillow for months except
climbing through the walls to get in the trash bucket they would fall
from the ceiling straight down out the vent . One morning all the mice
in the bucket out into the world. Yet ants about done cleaning the desk
flor tonight.
Not flies little pests swat swat swat the ants pick them up away they go
we are talking the natural enviornment indoors outdoors so what. Stone
building stone floor no carpet some wood etc pretty big shop home sweet
home for awhile longer but very weather rich. It can be 120 degrees out
40 kilo an hour winds die down rain a couple hours some hail then night
after night of thundershowers all summer and it wants to do more. It
wants to do more so we got a e/-la nino/a going ....were there were
shrubs now i got trees.
Cause its a trashed out oilfield with a nuclear reactor comming very
soon and last time we get to play. Now misquitos gotta use spray they
just dont they are the enemy/grin .
I wrote about the foxes once turns out that was a stray cat cause the
house down the street had a fire the cat ran the foxs won feasted
.....but theres everything here wild horses dogs any kind of anything
bobcats all forms of reptiles all forms and flying things small in every
shape size color zillions of mutates as bettles ha ha ha how one beattle
has so many different looks or grasshoppers ha ha ha......so you need
knives and guns if you go too far out as its hundreds of miles of once
desert pretty dense shrubs now........packs of coyotes will take you
down if stupid ya know or let you go alone depends how you
act........now i kinda have a memory of the things i like as the colors
these things grow.
How they look react its still the same feed me feed me........but you
watch a beatle go right across a million ants not a threat but a wobbley
fly snap gone......yep forks clean desk clean floors clean everything
dissappears i get out a towel 409 wipe up easy life.
I am always hung up on carnival glass colored creatures and man are they
here the strangest of the strangest........theres a moth its endangered
flies bye once a year the size of a potatoe ..flew in the door stopped
walked right in i looked twenty feet away turned right behind some
furniture never seen again nor did i look for it........lands this giant
moth walks right in.......theres a few tarantulas in the place but they
never come out anymore last seen was under the recliner...........see
decades out doors...once i was too/so tired to move slept with a herd of
sea lion in my sleeping bag they just moved a few feet away shut
up..........i dont enjoy nature all the time as i love the city but
after all those years in that apartment the tomb this is very fun cause
the language learned in samaddhi of course is feed me feed me they all
sing......its probably our last feast for awhile.
JD
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