bird_watching tourist The Truth is Eternal Eternity is Now Has always been And Ever Shall Be There are No Unforgivable Sins There is no Eternal Punishment There Is No Eternal Reward For this Finite Experience This Is The Truth We are All In This Together I Am He As You Are He And You Are Me Black Bird Singing In the Dead of Night Take These Broken Wings And Learn to Fly All Your Life You were Only Waiting For This Moment To Arrive Black Bird Fly Into The Light of The Dark Black Night Black Bird Fly 020627 ... cube There may be no unforgivable sins. That i do not know, but the reward or punishment for this 'finite experience' will be the position one finds oneself in (relative to others) when we rejoin the eternal path... As for bird-watching, i indulge in that to a limited degree. I have actually bought a pair of binoculars and a book... ³ 020627 ... phil The birds sit in the cage. Silent, motionless, hinting to one another. Their beaks quiver in the motionless night, curls of air stir from the warm day spent watching each movement, dramatically recording. Their vivid colors and smooth voices, cheers of glorious flights within the branches, lost over the time spent sitting, dying, bleeding through their veins, watching their eyes, breathing slow traces of heat. A cold stiffness in their wings and legs, broken by pain of uselessness, their speach broken and jagged. Their tounges and tail feathers split, and dry. A burning ache resides in each of their faces, the tortures from chewing at the bars of their cage. Outside the cage, outside the house: a short flight to a low perch, from which they would hardly notice even their own deaths. Together they have something still, a hierarchy, a divulsion of recent history, a narrow look concealing their hate, feeding me ghost deprivacy. 020627 ... yummychuckle aw phil i almost cried 020627 ... tourist The Bird I am watching for is Mad, Grendel-like, Cave dwelling His absence here is troubling to me. I only mean to wish Him well. To Open ALL the doors. 020629 ... daxle it's troubling me too messages left, unanswered unsure what to do 020629 ... daxle worrying with reason call from the hospital 020630 ... tourist Hoping against Hope Waiting on the Shore Looking for Messages in a Bottle Gulls Crying Overhead Shadows on the Littered Strand Where's the Blackened Bird I Knew? 020630 ... daxle still not returned 020702 ... drstrangelove i love birds but dont know exacty why. i guess cuz they are free and fly all all over. i like the nests they build for their yung ones. i miss them. 020702 ... Casey The birds like to watch me back. 020703 ... birdmad freed from my captivity in the intensive_scare_unit and finally home again... be back in a bit, it is time to eat dinner in the comfort of home again 020703 ... ever dumbening welcome back, mr mad glad you're okay now i can go back to thinking that this blathe has something to do with larry joe 020703 ... Irreverent Lovejoy may your farky ness decrease sexponentially 020703 ... bird with a lancet i just know that my blood was getting pretty daed and now it's time for my test and my evening insulin 020703 ... EDitor: Scahu Tagesblatt let's welcome the rest of the magnesium_hat wearing clan while we're at it. mmm, magnesium ribbon. me eyes on fiah, feelin hat hat hat. the porch_foot_lepers of hapsslj were beaten hourly in your (pl.) absence, now they will be beaten in celebration of your (pl.) return. 020703 ... paste! i'll be flicking tiny_apes off the albatross battleships for you mr. birdastatrongo. and at no charge, i'll arrange for a mad flonto discount weaved into your mutual_of_omaha membership card. 020703 ... tourist on tenterhooks Don't Worry us like that Again Took the words right out of my Blathes No One is allowed to any more Illness Around here Any more! Except Insanity of Course That goes without saying Now Don't It? 020704 ... daxle where are you? 020822 what's it to you? who go blather from