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The heart sees what the head can’t.
No matter how good the hearing may be.
Or is. Not.
Honor stands between the past and the future. (CD)
Take that chumps.
Huh?
Must I spoon feed it to you?
It is a good thing I am kind hearted.
Otherwise I hasten to say you would be,
Toast.
As in.
Burnt bread.🌪️😡
Numbing it and gumming it at your pleasure.
Red is a sign of an infection, you know.🔥
Or. You must know.
But.
Maybe you did not.
Know.
Couldn’t stand the heat?
So.
You exited the kitchen?
My apologies.
For your weakness.
Your fragility.
I never meant to take advantage of it.
But you did.
And we are here.
Showing our best
”Faces”.
Where to begin?
Where to start.
When and where to awaken,
YOU.
To the seriousness of the issue. The issues.
Where to begin. Where to end.
Do you have the time….to partake in a moment of “bird watching” with me…….No. No. No. No flapping your wings required, just yet.☺️
No chicken dance steps required of you, by you. Quite yet. Unless you obsess, hanker for red,
”Meat”.
Would not care to have you and your wings tire yet. There is a slight difference between you chirping and singing. 🙂 A song of desperation.
The difference between ornithology and otorhinolaryngoligy.
Is a bird.🐔🐧🐦🐤🐣🐥🪿🦆🐦⬛🦅🦉………….….🦇(?)
And.
Precision. Precise hearing, to be well, precise😂.
Some have been pine-ing next to and too long next to the best of the so called best “Como Se Dice”/the elite and the beauty of the best of the beautiful best.
Nonetheless. To continue:
Hen pecked.
Crain walked.
Rooster squawked.
Chicken or egg fed.
Which DID come first?
Throw your hat and answer into the ring of life and then,
Wait.
Like the rest of the mortals destined to learn their fate.
I love riddles.
HBU?
Knock, knock.
”Who’s there?”
”Britty”.
”Britty who?”
Pretty bird. Pretty bird.
I thought you said “Britty”.
I know.
The deafness continues.
Unabated.
The vain excuses too.
Stuffed.
Boxed, doxxed and botoxially enhanced.
While others sweat and tear and kick at the chance to strike the gold of the goal.
Mi no comprehende.
Me. I realized this.
At the very least noticed it too.
I tried repeatedly to stop it.
To end it.
The forces persisted.
But.
So. Did I.
For your right to run and jump and kick at your pleasure and steadfast commitment to the “peeps” who allowed you to exercise your dream on lands of freedom. Wherein and so, you did not have to constantly elbow, trip and block the competition.
But.If your skills required this of you. In representation of your country. Then I prayed. Hard. For the carte blanche for you to exercise your own rights. Wherever you wanted to be, to go.
Because here. With US. We have rights. Glorious. Hard fought rights. Please and promised not to be squandered to be.
Because. Before we were born there were fighters who fought hard and long for us.
To live freely.
And.
Because.
You really have no idea what you are betting your cards on.
Really.
If you do not want to play here.
We wish you adieu!
No. No. No.
If you are here. You are required by our/US laws of the land to declare:
Your intentions. To be here. Or not here. Many beings await your answer. Really. Climate-ly as well. More than you may know. But no. Not them. Not. Those people.
Kirtland’s Warbler awaits patiently. Until and unless one enters their orbit and rocks their world. You may seek another.
To rock your world.
May I share? Whatever gossip and stories you may have heard. That got you heated and hot. Kirtland’s warblers, although they expand their range, are highly susceptible.
To what?
Nest parasites.
N-e-s-t p-a-r-a-s-i-t-e-s
Kirtland’s warblers are highly susceptible to nest parasites.
😡.
I know.
I feel.
And.
Have lived with the incessant attempts at infestation.
I feel your pain.
Of wanting to get from here to there.
You thought you knew.
But.
You did not.
Further.
Yearlings and first time breeders (I know, I know) explore to find new breeding grounds.🤧., but ringed males have been observed to loyally return to the same nesting locality after year. Sounds like a good thing. But. Life happens. Shi** happens.
I know. I know.
What happens in the interim is of the greatest concern.
Bats.
Bugs.
Lies.
And such.
Like.
Did they ditch the ring in an attempt to evade fear?
”Honor stands between the past and the future.”(cd)
Thank God. Thank God. A lot.
Broken ties cannot be healed. (cd)
How sad. How seriously sad.
”In ignorance and darkness, must grope his way through the mazes which only childhood knows. (cd)
Who? You?
“No one needs to tell me that crime has no cause.” (cd)
I get it.
Huh?
“Men and women who do not think will applaud.” (cd)
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
No.
That is not what I want.
Applause.
Why?
Wait?
What?
Are you talking about.
I do not understand what you are trying to “say”.
Are you asking me to join in the acclaim at the death of my client?(cd)
No.
I cannot.
Do that.
Why?
Honor stands between the past and the future.(cd)
Thank God.Thank Goodness.
No bat in the whole wide universe has the “props” or “peeps” to change the narrative of where others are and where they may or may not do not want to be.
But.
I give them “props” for trying😂.
To be like US.
Because.
Flirt.
Burp.
Squirt.
All gets you to the same place at the end of the day.
At.
Flirt.
Burp
Squirt.
Kirtland’s Warbler knew this.
The brown-headed cowbirds, at the time, had not yet heard of.
Dye.
Hair Dye.
To die for.
Ugh.
I know.
In 2007. There were discovered three (3) THREE nests…..in a central location Because the buggers. “Perdon”!! Expanded their range.
Yes.
Follow the “poop”
(Sorry. For the grossness.🤢.)
But yes.
It is a fact.
Three nests.
And a whole lotta peeps vying for the nests.
Because the secret was secret.
But.
Now it is out.
And.
Folks are scrambling.
Even.
The Court of Last Resorts.
has been weighing in.
On the bird cycling. Migration. Poop. And Water💧.
One found breathe and a sigh of relief that it is about time. But then again. One could also be considered late to the party.
The ongoing game, ongoing almost never ending result.
Boxing the beings in.
Boxing the beings out.
Euthanasia for thee.
But not for me.
A word of advice.
Prior to checking in to the Court of Last Resorts.
Best find out who is fighting the fight and funding the flight.
Make your informed decision.
To move ahead safely and soundly.
The birds will sing their happy tunes as they freely fly above you.
Honestly hoping you will join them
Up there.
Where it is glorious and honest and duty bound.
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