Fear The Boot Cat, Toes Are Food And Shins Are Scratching Post.

Good wonderful day to you beings of existence, for I hope that there is a cat or a dog out there that has somehow learned to read and enjoys my tales as well. Not just humans like being read too, I have many times taken some time and read to the animals who are snuggling me. It is a great feeling when the little ones who are beyond out species take the words spoken and finds love and peace in them.

So the day in its self is wonderbar, house is being warmed up and the dishes are done, The animals are released to the wild to pee and poop, the floors are getting cleaned, just a wonderful day and being up less then a hour, it has been productive. Yeah I was up late last night and I blame it on the half a full size ice-cream cake last night. I got one for my bday and I fucking love them. Yeah so I was on a sugar high for a very long time and was up late. Bad, yet delicious choices.

So the day has been short lived as I have not been up that long but I ma slowly getting the dailies done, last thing I have to do is start a fire. Easy as all things considering and now I have to build up the effort to get up and do that. Not that effort is required to get such a thing done and ready to light, just being lazy and I think suffering a sugar crash out. Last night was a wild ride of sugar induced haze of hot tent smoking and kitten petting good times. Well shit, from my youth going to parties that have extasy, coke, pills of all sorts, acid, and more to now calling a night of over indulgence of ice cream cake and having a woodstove in a hot tent going and petting kittens as being pretty wild time. How life changes so much in such a little time that we should take it all with grace and hope.

The world is still turning here and I have hope that things are slowly getting done that I hope improve things. The world is a crazy place and I have found much comfort in the simple things in life. From kittens and chickens, to dogs and random birds that fly into the porch, all these things have saved me from a shitty life and have given me the change in soul I needed. From the simple slug to the complex migratory birds who are locked into a location in unique ways. It is a magical world we live in and sometimes the magic is lost to modernity and its cold world of chilled logic and fearless destruction of soul.

The day is wonderful though, I have much to do, Much to say, but all in all I am just happy to be here with you. To have you read these silly thoughts are a gift to me I shall always cherish. Just because your essence in this world and universe for a moment was given to my words. That weight seem like nothing to others who do not see the worth, yet others who can feel the true weight of the eyes of others, they know the value of it, the conscious thoughts of a reading mind is a gift that non other can provide. Animals are a gift of soul and heart, technology is a gift of knowledge and application, however the greatest and most forgotten weight that holds the greatest reward, seeing the and reading of others souls, reaching deep within and locking in the mind of others to your thoughts, to move a mountain of a hidden pain, to build a bridge over a river of tears, to have a airplane of thought to cross the endless bounds of ideology. We have forgotten all this and will never get it back, it is a gift to be able to see such things, however once lost and forgotten, never to be learned again, never to be remembered.

However I must depart from such things of subconscious ramblings and conscious crossroads.

Until later my loverlies

Much love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.