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Re: So here I am doing my --/Curley

Posted by Curley on 3/15/07
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    On 3/15/07, Micky wrote:
    > On 3/14/07, Curley wrote:
    >> On 3/14/07, KittyJ wrote:
    >>> On 3/14/07, Micky wrote:
    >>>> On 3/14/07, KittyJ wrote:
    >>>>> And Bokka runs across his cage and peers down at me, I
    >>>>> turn around and this big black beak and feather head is 6:
    >>>>> from my head. LOL. Whoo what a shock. I heard feet running
    >>>>> across the bars of the cage but didnt know he'd be 6" away
    >>>>> from my head in that short amount of time just to check if
    >>>>> I was going. He doesnt like clippers or nail filers. He
    >>>>> had very bad experience when he was back at his former
    >>>>> people's home. They would clip his nails with dog clippers
    >>>>> untill his nails would bleed, then run his feet under cold
    >>>>> water :( Also did the same to his beak, no semptic powder
    >>>>> or anything :( So now whenever I just barelly clip his
    >>>>> nails enough so they are not too pointy and overgrown, he
    >>>>> screams for each clip that nips away at his long nails.
    >>>>> Last night I clipped his nails, and didnt give in when he
    >>>>> would try and wiggle away or anything. I had to hold him
    >>>>> under the blanket. He was very patient though, though he
    >>>>> wanted to bite the clippers each time. But then I started
    >>>>> to file his toes after the clippings and he actually liked
    >>>>> it and I was ableto have him on my lapped while I file
    >>>>> down nails. lol. He is sucha cutie pants :D
    >>>>
    >>>> As I read it i can now see it.There's the respect that makes
    >>>> calamity of so long a life; for who would bear the whips and
    >>>> scorns of time, the oppressor's wrong, the proud man's
    >>>> contumely, the pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay, the
    >>>> insolence of office, and the spurns that patient merit of
    >>>> the unworthy takes, when he himself might his quietus make
    >>>> with a bare bodkin? Who would trade farts with bears, to
    >>>> grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of
    >>>> something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose
    >>>> bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will, and makes us
    >>>> rather bear those ills we have, than fly to others that we
    >>>> know not of?
    >>>
    >>
    >> Hey Micky how about shareing those drugs hun
    >
    >
    > Curley
    > The use of drugs would cause a chatisement of the true mental
    > facilities that guide all of us to higher forms of enlightenment.
    > The clouds are laden with life solving airways and the spectacular
    > view that they express is clarity of the deep spirit and deeper
    > love of our fellows bombadiers in that special gateway. True, the
    > journey is complicated. There are stopovers. The book of medical
    > meditations can then be examined throughout the journey. The end
    > results will open a soulful experience of meaningness and
    > gratification of the lower main body parts. Desperation no longer
    > is a factor. Depression doesn't exist. The homecoming will astound
    > kneeding in the grounds of our thoughts. Focus will be then
    > complete. Looking down on the smallness of our fellow creatures
    > who congregate near the doorways of deceit will be easier to
    > evaluate. Then it will all come together as you spread your wings
    > and fly into the clearness of a heavenly cleansing of the soul's
    > purity. Drugs---They can only make a person high which actually
    > causes depression when that high returns to it's original low.
    > Drugs will not provide any true answer.
    > Please--know that you are always welcome to join in and find
    > your true expressions. There will always be a place for you to
    > expand your thoughts. This journey will allow you to rub the
    > external moon cleft that is your connection to Caliguia.


    Judging by your reply I can only conclude that.........you are not
    going to share. So be it.