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ya know.....the interesting thing about photography is that birds are fairly easy to photograph...as are flowers, insects, bees, natural things.....even clouds and sky.... I just can't begin to photograph people--capturing their image....and here is why.....I think they move too much. or maybe I do not like taking their photos... I like the idea very much that birds are not busy with thoughts too.... so they are the embodiment of birdness..... and in my observations Marblehead...re....mourning doves..... one is rather aggressive in the pair..... I have watched the pair at feeding at my place and one of them was on the wall eating and everytime the other one wanted to have some sunflower seed...it would try to fly up and eat and the other one would flap around and peck at it until tiny feathers would fly around.... maybe they were not coupleship though... I might add that puff daddy is a pretty funny name.I hope tomorrow I do not cry about it.... name calling birds......

looks like you need a crash "coarse" in English--of course! Do you speaka my language? I will just smile and give you a vegimite sandwich! off to work----lots of sanding crystalline silica......drywall compound... my favorite martial arts.....wax on wax off.....pattern of motion.....

I can tell you my experiences two days ago after I read the above post. Went to Home Depot to gather supplies for project. I was packing the truck up. I noticed one of the boxes of mortar was not as heavy as the others...so I investigated....lo and behold, it was more than 2/3 gone...as in it had been used and returned and put back on the shelf for sale! I had to go back in....get a new box. 25 pound box from one side of the store to the other....my exercise. Why did I not get a cart? I am conditioned to do things the more difficult way I suppose. Mumbling to myself this is my brocade...for sure....*&%#@ I am at the slider doors to exit....this could be no more than 5 minutes from the time I entered Home Depot for the exchange. On the ground is a stunned bird..not sure what kind? Not seen this at my feeder ever. its a pretty bird. maybe a cowbird if I have to guess. it is all grey and on the underside of its tail feathers is brown. It has flown into the glass. It is still alive and I am afraid it has broken its neck. It can see me looking at it because its eyes are moving around in response to me there... I can't leave it there. and how am I going to mend the birds neck? I scoop it up with my three page paper receipts... put it in my truck on the passenger floor board. It can move a little. but it is going nowhere. I drive off wondering what I will do....I pass a parked semi that is off to the edge by the garden department. It has steps going into the container...it is full of hay. Probably seasonal for fall/October décor. I pull over and see piles of hay by the curb. It is a great location to put the bird here for "recovery". The semi is going nowhere soon. I make a big pile nest for him. Hoping that he is just in shock. I make the pile by the edge of one of the many back tires where it will stay shaded and cool all day. I wish it well and he looks comfortable in its nest. I did not return the next day to check on it. I had wanted to see if it was dead or gone. I mentioned it to my son to stop by and see it but I got busy with him buying cologne and dinner...and lost track of stopping by on the way home. I went yesterday to return unused supplies for credit. And to buy a few other items. before I went inside I drove toward the trailer. I slowly approached the nest....just as I got close to see it was gone....a bird that looked similar(and I think it was the one I had placed in the nest) flew out from the underside of the trailer right next to the tire... It flew about 40 feet into the grassy hillside close by and stopped. I said hello and I am so glad that it could still fly and appeared better. strange coincidences and I am glad to have the bird in my path.

in order to present my thoughts and feelings aside from other activities that I am not sure about I use words. I am sure that I am wrong and deceptive on many occasions. I would like to make an official announcement that I am more than apologetic for moods and energy that are just so crappy. at times a step back or even miles is needed....maybe that is deception right there cause I really want to hug. I would like to express myself. mostly by responding to certain posts. I like how you spelled segal....

sturgill simpson- "in bloom" (original kurt cobain) heard it as I turned left into the marching band competition- my knight is a saxophone player- their theme for their program is "bloom"-celebration of life. now I am recognized the song-but the voice is wonderful...I am sorry but I think it is better version more country-esque not grunge. turtles all the way down is another good one by sturgill and last but not least from last night yoga- the instructor told us that we are going to hear her over and over until we all get sick of it. she got it from a facebook friend in Illinois...... I do not remember the song but her voice was adaptable quickly- carrie newcomber-- found a song this morning though- apropos to life- called--I do not know the name.

I would say stop bullshitting around with this nightmare. noah I think regardless of any skill set or crazy cruel notions- there is a solution. and it is not that. please tell me it is not that or that. this whole divine business is,,,, not so fun at times. please do not make me fly the color red.

tried to scroll back through the forum to find a recent post of Dwayne dyer being sued. he has an excellent story on the monarch butterfly. I would be courteous to post the video, however, copy and paste are usually obstacle. so those of you who enjoy phenomenal stories related to butterfly....enjoy.

I do recognize the photo above. this is what I have translated. I have dreamed my whole life...as far as sleeping dreams. just recently digested term lucid, although I have a few recalls in my memory that seemed just as lucid. I think it is just mental art. abstract and then not getting too busy into the meaning. If I begin to think I can dig into meaning than it gets bumped into psychological matter-of which I have had the thought processes my whole life to sift. what concerned me was the deeper UNDERLYING message----for the cosmic dream makers. what I want to convey here, albeit not so clearly(las vegas) translate in Spanish and then translate in vagus nerve.... is that I do get scary moments, embarrassing, spiritually I was concerned and am concerned about the stuck quality------ and what baggage I have brought if any------and I do not mean that I am not responsible for what my actions are--- but that the dream matter first struck me as(even though I see myself in the dream--I was glad to wake up .... lay there for a minute and process how I give meaning to that. I first thought that this was me representing where someone else is sleeping...as in someone from my past who has now moved on and married and that I maybe carrying her----but the image was not her.... it seems trivial and a bit tricky. the other unsettling things is my own mind... I begin to hyper connect vortex matter-----inside my own processing... my computer helper T-projectile vomitting my uncomfortableness in the outrageous intricacies of dragonfly's faces-- the video of the leaves blowing---just seeing that for a few and the harnessing---- In facing my own version of wrong doing and squeezing and insisting--- I think T was hijacking kmart system and that I am having evil lurking in and on me. and that I am this I have done this and that---- and who knows what you know and all of the good intentions in life and all the not so good. the swallowing and the movie of what my life has contained... in the pretend world of my mind--- it is like going to a circus...it is overwhelming and there are plenty of scary faces and places-and I have plenty of my own work to do...sometimes just sitting still and not reaching for anybody... sometimes laughing now at my own delusional meltdown--- my son witnessed my mental emotion fear...I would not want to steal from people... by the end of my meltdown he hugged me and teased me that my sister had texted him from the bank and that she was hijacking the bank....we both laughed ourselves silly....that I could see my own goofy crap and so could he--- the underlying lessons here for me we to just step carefully---and the runaway mind has to settle down and it can't figure all of it out. and the fundamental true matter here as best I can put forth is that I am thankful to be able to say thank you for a very difficult lessons it is from a place I do not know- so in swinging from one pendulum way to the other is odd. to say the least.

I cannot make changes to yesterday(insert serenity prayer) my habitual pattern is not necessarily dread because it is Monday- but that it is time to go back to work already. I have an easier week on the menu-even though it is not clearly defined. What I am in the midst of is understanding me first.... not stretching too far I do not have a lot of philosophy or religion or method maybe patterns and addiction. I do like to communicate at some point to challenge myself to interact/share but I do not want to do it in a way that provokes huge emotional chunks to process.. but then again that has been my life.... I have gratitude and how can that not be known...... if the real end game is absolutely nothing then it seems from a pragmatic point I just disengage. I did not need to process much more- I have hesitation with any new practice, other than walking and I do not have to share here. I take restorative yoga and have endless woods and ponds to explore and chores. If I see things of interest...or have inspiration.... and it seems fun then I cultivate that...whatever that looks like for now it is getting a grip on the health or lack thereof. I did not need and do not need to bring my daily walk here... regardless of cute critters and pretty nature objects or my career manifesting in storytalk. we shall see

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I have great concern for clean water. Let me back up and say that at this point it is very obvious that I am dehydrated. I am recycling plastics at an unbelievable rate..most is coming from bottled water I buy at the store. this brings in the waste that I am generating..I saw a statistic not sure if it is true, but that a plastic bottle will remain intact for 1000 years in landfill...not sure how much I buy is recycled and then what percent that I take to recycling is really being recycled. and the bpa contained in most plastics leaches into my water. get to the point. wondering if any of the Bums here have water filtration systems and are willing to share what they are using. Berky water purification systems. any body here use that system? I can see a great savings in spending the money buying filtration for the tap water. been meaning to buy one for years now and I have really only investigated this one company.

never mind my little outburst...just chaos. I am thankful for responses. ideas, suggestions, sharing, thoughtfulness, ..... I like your four universal healing salves! and rob brezny

harvest moon last night with partial lunar eclipse. I did not see it but a full moon from internet glance I see that a partial lunar eclipse looks like a small shadow on the very edge of moon...

thank you those are kind words and thoughtful reminder. I get awfully angst ridden with my thinking/understanding/lack of understanding. I am so not good with posting here but eventually I would like to post some very nice pics I have been able to photograph. hearts: I will just say what they look like: natural progression over time...but a queen annes lace flower furled up into the shape of a heart. right at the foot of my hill by bird feeder.....I probably took 30 photos. I go through periodically delete ones that are not so good or out of focus. then eventually it turned brown. the progression of color was not day by day---it was mostly the live/dead contrast. then I have two from the opening of blue sky in cloud--very not defined but there in my line of vision then a pretty great photo of a heart cloud...it sits behind powerlines so it has a grid-like pattern on it... I saw one last night heading to get my son from game at school. it was dark but clouds were visible with enough light around. it was awesome. with a long tail and almost like an arrow. I ran in to get the camera with flash but by then which was less than one minute-gone! oh well. ok: I was viewing photos again from a pond from summer. a very long curled lily pad--and the edging clearly has a heart on it....

wow. very fascinating I took a photo several times of a turtle roaming the hills out back from where I live. was never sure if it was the same one each time I saw it-but I think it was. I will have to check out the pattern on its back. I recall it was missing a section of its shell. do not know a thing about I ching.

I do not believe nor can I step outside of my beliefs that things can all be distilled into this question: do I want to be right or free? most of the time I think I am incorrect. and what exactly does free really mean. and does somebody think that I would believe for one minute that they can take me to free? I do like to debate and it is problematic. what does a debate look like to me: my view vs. your view the human body is a mystery..I would not call it a package of meat. I had a wart on my big toe for about 10 days. until I said to myself I have a wart on my big toe. a wart to me is a belief in ugliness. the wart is gone. on mars the highest mountain in 80k feet elevation... I know things you do not know.

really not sure why I even asked because I am not going to take anyone else's advice. ............... as in zero water is terrible. this forum is not a place for sound advice on water. brita is to cheap and you KNOW as well as I do that that shit filter will not get the crap out of tap water... etc etc these are half assed answers. why don't I just go suck on a tara root? burn my ass all weekend- pull out the excorcism doll if you come play over here again.

creative visualization Shakti Gawain 1988

well yes I get that but how about for fun we can argue-- neti neti, cannot fall asleep tonight. once work gets ramped up for me-like a lot on the menu- it seems stressful. ok I am cultivating stress. I pretend to switch to a place where I act as if-things will just unfold as they should, which they will. but I get fooled trying to arrange, schedule, create, bill, estimate, scrape///////...extend ladders. then I reflected back on the tao. that was not really what I think the tao is: I think it is like the wave of the bees in Annapurna and the hexagon patterns and symmetry in nature. and incorporate now some simple PBS(public broadcasting station) local to my state info from this pm beautiful icebergs from newfoundland--the patterns under the water on the iceberg in some areas looked like the texture of a golf ball. a photographer underwater and aerial footage as well over the icebergs the way you can see the iceberg under the water-usually much bigger than what is noticeable on surface. the water around the area because of the brightness of the iceberg underwater made the water paler green. he discussed slight scientific reasons for how something so massive floats in the water...electromagnetic particles. positive attracting the negative then the gathering of snowflakes and the patterns and symmetry throughout nature. so much we are not aware of-or maybe do not consider. the hexagon pattern of snowflakes-no two are alike. the pattern was repeated in Annapurna Nepal and the honeycomb hunters. has anyone seen where these people go to extract the honeycomb? they make their own rope ladders...yes homemade not store bought factory woven. and then climb down as if rapelling..precariously off huge rock cliffs where the bees have hives 6 feet wide. they use a long pole to cut sections off. people down below on ground have smoldering fire...to smoke them a bit...they did not go into why but I know it settles them down a bit so they are not as aggressive. the honeycomb is hexagon shape each section. perfect symmetry this hexagon..just like the molecules of a snowflake. many of the baskets woven from this group of people were made in a hexagon pattern. and they used this pattern in decorative wood pieces cutting out hexagon like shapes. everyone in the small village broke off pieces of the honeycomb and smiled..what a treat! and what a feat to climb down so steep a cliff face. they do not have carabiners and pitons and roped for even basic safety.....just old school barefooted and handwoven rope ladder. cultivate that CHI. the bees do a "mexico wave" in order to scare off preditors- so it literally has this undulation much like a wave you see people do for fun at college football games...happening across the hive continually..... something else was stand out-the painted colors of exterior buildings in newfoundland. and something else.... now I am getting sleepy the show was spectacular. there was a piece on manatees in florida--but not related to hexagon. it tied in with the waters being too cold but they are now congregating near some kind of outflow heated factory runoff-----basically warm waters in these areas...even though these areas encroach on the natural environment...they are able to survive better because of this byproduct of industrial whatnot. they are finding other places to go because the warm springs of florida are becoming less available. I feel like an ass for hijacking your poll. it was not my intention. I just needed to explain why I can't take a poll. and to talk about the symmetry in nature. and maybe just one molecule of my thought is tao.

I have never studied the Tao. this is what I come up with if I had to guess. because each person walks this planet(as far as I perceive on a daily basis)...everyday living(no Martha stewart) the Tao is how life unfolds...the tao today was how I climbed my ladder how the bug was on the stucco wall how I laughed about two other fat men and how we three told our pain stories about injuries on the job the tao was how the brain doctor smelled as she left to go mow grass how I cussed that the girl at the taco shop forgot to put chips and queso in my bag. how I will gently break in my client who is a repeat customer and a brain doctor to take in ted talk on JBT. the tao is the joy that that video makes me cry and I am greatful for......... because it is just being relational as best possible in a world full of struggles.

well please forgive me but I have smaller questions on the way... where might I ask is the new post button I seem to bump into Guanyin image more than I care to remember. it was about the tremors. I began to explain my abstract art to others but it was more easily understood to just admit apprehension without so much story and emotion and all the above...... oh-yes I can relax on the mat and stay in goddess pose I do not have to warm my fascia and then tremor. watched some videos mayofascial release. I know where I can start my questioning further. my project now is at the home of two brain m.d. the one at work during the day is surgeon the other one studies the brain. she likes philosophical questions and we chatted some yesterday. I mentioned the psoas tremoring but at this point in the conversation she needed to go check on the other workers remodeling the kitchen. I am not going to answer any poll. I do not think questions or answers should be in format so simplified. I am sure I have cultivated bullshit in my lifetime and I am sure I am steadily working toward kindness and right action...not right or wrong action but......abstract plus anyone could probably erase or edit my original answers----

I can't find the way to start a new post. Has someone cultivated their energy by removing this option. so I have to type it HERE NOW. I do not have any practice per say. I feed birds I sweep the seeds later I will communicate last night yoga practice-restorative- the instructor seems to have psoas release class once a month on Monday class-- I got bent out of shape yesterday about it-- because of all my own thoughts and ideas now about everything. beginning to try to be gentle with myself everyday tomorrow I will wait to be super hungry to eat oatmeal---uggg because I would rather swig Tabasco sauce and shredded pounds of potatoes... but that does not seem to be helping my brain fog or other issues this far. really practicing not overdoing my presence here

I missed my calling...geology or forestry... I study rocks...not in books or factual material just what I stumble on in life walk. my latest is a rock...maybe flint? it looks like the kind an indian would have carved arrowhead....as I know them some variety on the end table/window ledge.... one looks like fossils of shells--find those frequently the other one special is like geode or part geode ---crystal sparkling in the middle pebbles-shapes, colors, I like to occasionally move them around or place them different as I inspect them. no medicine bag but tea tree oil and OTC headache pills

I think if I could just expose my fence a bit--- what do I want to say? ok at the gas pump--- I hear a woman talking about how that morning she was aware of what time rick woke up that morning. she had never met rick in her life---although they would be meeting to talk soon....in interview. it is the kind of thing that would seem impossible. it was not like he was her neighbor, or boyfriend/husband or roommate and she heard the noise of him waking up... kiran -mystic girl in the city Buddha at the gas pump interview to be SPECIFIC not sure if that is clear.