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and whisk him home to feed and pamper | 2001-07-02 | 8:13 a.m.


the other day on the way to work i glanced up in a familiar tree. ooh, a birds nest! and i walked up to it, suprised that the nest was so easy to view, being just above my head -- so on tip-toe i could see the bird there. interesting,...i had seen this situation just a few days before at my grandparent's house...that of a robin sitting on her eggs so late in the summer.

i wondered what she was doing there, and decided, for some ass-in-ine reason to shake the branch gently, so as to see in the nest? to see some reaction from the stoic bird? i really do not know. ...but, in any case, i shook it, and out popped the bird, clumsily, to the ground, where it ran around on unsteady legs surrounded by its angry, bleating parents who were watching me from a nearby tree.

i am such an asshole.

...but i really thought it was an adult bird, ...i never thought otherwise...my unkle even thought the same concerning the robin's nest on his porch.

shit.

pleh.

so...this morning as i was walking up to work there was the young robin...which walked right up to me, almost touching my foot. it looked up and made various bird noises and opened its mouth really big a few times.

i resisted...i did not touch...i did not scoop up the little bird into my arms and whisk him home to feed and pamper. if it survived the last week, running around the front lawn, then it had a chance. ...for it is almost fully grown, molting its down and such...also, its rents freaked from a nearby tree...

it would be fine...and i feel a little less guilty. good thing. badgrrl.

and a dream two nights ago about the power to make people hallucinate. this power was acquired by swallowing tiny, but finely crafted/formed pearls that we (the four of us, main characters) would find on our clothing. we all wore some sort of tibet-an garb with amazing amounts of metal jewlry and jewls intersperced in great detail. we were to be gods...two of us would be red gods, or gods of the fire/hell/evil, and two of us were to be the good blue gods of light/cold/ice.

most of the dream i watched as a movie, the intricate ceremonies of eating the pearls -- at times i would jump into one of the four's bodies and feel the light coarsing underneath my skin, beaming out my pores. toward the end i became one of the blue gods. i walked into the courtyard of a mid-evil castle. on my way in i threw a glance at some sheep. they all threw themselves onto their backs and kicked their hoves wildly in the air -- trying to cope with the hallucinations they were now seeing ...that of sparkling blue gems fluttering down from the sky like rain. a knight walked up to me and yelled at me for being cruel to the animals.

i woke up.

it is all related, i believe.

*shrug*


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