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Heartbreak

My heart is full of love
For every bird in every tree. .
Every animal that breathes.
I feel I know them
From furs to scales,
Feathers to tails,
They are my family.
But alas my heart keeps breaking
Every single day
For each injustice sent their way.
And I feel I cannot take it,
what I can’t banish from my mind.
What kind of world is this?
For what is made of the divine
Knows too much suffering to bear.
Everywhere I turn
My heart shatters there.

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They’re back, and stomping their hooves at my cat.

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Deer

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All I had was my phone camera, but I got to watch some deer just now. Nice and peaceful.

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Picnics and Shit

Briley and I went to the LBL Nature Center today. Had a picnic and checked out all the animals. I normally don’t like seeing things in cages, but these were all rescues so I suppose it’s all right.

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The Serpent

This is my wandering lonesome backyard stroll. Where is my cat? He sits in the vines, pawing at lines. He’s out to kill again tonight, but something here, well, it’s not quite right. I practically bow with nose in the dirt to pry a bit. Nosy indeed. Looking to maybe save the life of some poor helpless thing.
Instead, and lo, I behold a serpent–long as my arms can feign to fly–capable of little more than striking fear into stoic minds. Tail and leaf repeated collisions make rattlers of harmless constrictor tips. There is no room for fear here; and so it must be subdued, cradled and returned to that holy green mother; far from darting eyes and frightened footfalls.
I seek out my cane: a blind man’s eyes. My serpent wrangling shepherd’s staff device.
Alas, for upon my return, the serpent is gone. So is my cat.

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Some Crappy Pics of a Good Time

140824_0004Yesterday, my buddy Matt took Briley and me to this little tucked away gem of entertainment. (At least for those who like animals, the childish at heart, or anyone who wants to rally the hell out of a golf cart.)

Jungle Run? Not quite. More like petting zoo. Hidden behind a mini-golf course that I’d visited before, and still never knew about the real attraction down the hill. 
To start, everything is cheap as hell. You can choose to walk around the petting zoo or rent a golf cart or two. Eight bucks a pop if you want to ride. The trail is gravel and often darts into the forest, with wooden bridges and all kinds of fun shit. Minimal supervision. Bags of corn for the animals are only a quarter a piece. 
One thing I love about this area; most things are beyond cheap. 

140824_0008Goats and peacocks were running loose. We all watched our corn supply begin to dwindle.

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Ahead, a towering beast named Ahab awaits. This guy was actually pretty gentle and a bit of a charmer. Though he did try to break down the fence when he knew we were trying, in vain, to save enough corn for the attractions ahead.

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We somehow managed to escape the camel with half a bag of food left. 

140824_0013There is no way that no one has tipped their cart speeding through here. The trail takes some disorienting turns in the forest and..

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God Damn It! We’ve circled back around to the camel. He wants food. His eyes won’t let us leave. We manage to save about a handful apiece. 

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We really had to work to make that shit last. This is only half of the gaping mouths we saw that day.

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These two (Newfoundlands?) were like the shepherds of the herds and flocks. They didn’t want any corn.

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These are the feathers I brought home. The large one has at least 19 inches on it. I don’t think it’s a bird of prey, as their feathers are usually pointed at the end. I could be wrong though. I’m no bird expert. Though I’m pretty sure the other’s a peacock feather. Don’t they symbolize love or something?

140824_0022With that I leave you.

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