Fullscreen and it will bring a shine to your soul. Wash. Rinse. Repeat.
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After scanning its face again and again,
I began to scale it, picking my holds
With intense caution. About half-way
To the top, I was suddenly brought to
A dead stop, with arms outspread
Clinging close to the face of the rock
Unable to move hand or foot
Either up or down. My doom
Appeared fixed. I MUST fall.
There would be a moment of
Bewilderment, and then,
A lifeless rumble down the cliff
To the glacier below.
My mind seemed to fill with a
Stifling smoke. This terrible eclipse
Lasted only a moment, when life blazed
Forth again with preternatural clearness.
I seemed suddenly to become possessed
Of a new sense. My trembling muscles
Became firm again, every rift and flaw in
The rock was seen as through a microscope,
My limbs moved with a positiveness and precision
With which I seemed to have
Nothing at all to do.
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
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How smart was that? Very cute until momma runs up and puts a front hoof through sweet pea’s forehead.
Cute, now check her for deer ticks. Lyme disease is epidemic. And it’s a nasty illness with lots of serious side effects.
Sorry, guys. I thought that was sweet as can be. Proof that all of nature is harmony until your mind grows to such a proportion that you perceive yourself separate and alone. Then the critters run away.
If only life was that sweet and easy.
Innocence meets innocence. It’s over much too quickly.
Ticks are every where in ruralville, don’t blame the animals. Ticks were here first.
Just yesterday I saw the smallest tick I had ever seen crawling on my leg. I didn’t even know what it was. Had to use a magnifying glass to see it’s legs. I picked it off, set it on the workbench, squirted it with some ether and put the torch to it. Yeah, it sizzled and popped. I hate parasites.
Loved how the dear was ready to bolt, trying to decide whether friend or foe.
I’m a dog lover and I have a pair of Golden Doodles. I bought my older boy from a breeder in Oklahoma and he is 13 now, showing a few signs of the inevitable and making me worry more about him than my own kids, sometimes. The other is a 2 year old that I’ve recently adopted after he had been shuffled about in foster homes and like most doods he’s a little hard headed and strong willed but in no danger of being fostered ever again.
Recently my older boy was wobbling, having trouble standing up and more trouble walking and I immediately thought that he had had a stroke or his heart was screwing around with him so I took him to my vet who, after examining him, removed a tick that was about the size of a fingernail of a small child.
That damned tick, even as tiny as it was, had caused these problems in my dog and after removing the thing the vet gave him a steroid and a preventative and within 24 hours my pup was headed back to recovery.
He’s fine now but I tell this story to impress upon everyone that it doesn’t take much of a tick bite to
incapacitate a pet or a human and everyone should be aware of and careful of the dangers they pose.
Young children, due to their innocence and not being exposed to the real world and all its pitfalls and dangers, are primarily the only ones able to get away with this in the wild kingdom world.
Animals have a unique sense of danger, due to the way they live, constantly surrounded by predators & danger of all kinds. The fawn did not recognise or sense danger so went about the order at hand, filling the stomach. Had Momma shown up she might have been wary but is doubtful would have reacted much differently, not sensing danger or predatory intentions.
I hunted in South Africa in 2002. Through the brush, I had so many tick on me at times that you didn’t pick them off, you initially tried to WIPE them off. I had so many bug bites I got a bacterial infection that presented itself a few days home, after my five day venture on the black continent. I even found one of those little bastards like Ghost was describing, dug into my forearm after I was safely back in Doo-Dah. Doxyclyclene got rid of the fever in a day. Also used for Lyme disease and acne, both types of bacteria.
I also have a deep pit/scar under my left butt cheek from a freak accident/fall off a ladder onto a piece of sheet metal. A tick had found that deep scar as a home for a few days before I found it, and in reaction yanked it off, with a fair amount of blood following.
I’m with Ghost, parasites are awful, both insect and human type.