Today, the battle between the trail clouds, which were laid by the same pod people who have freeloaded off my back over the past few years, and the wispy clouds, which are forever majestic and eternally helpful, has been seen over my work and at my home.
The desktop SP, which I purchased from Canada, was healing the whole day during my eight hour work shift and encouraged some wispy clouds to appear nearby. After passing my ‘Test Only’ certification to run my vehicle in the state of California and chatting with the guy with two boys, I purchased a longer lasting battery to replace the same one and an early Father’s Day card.
My lunch hour was blessed with fluffy clouds behind Mt. Hamilton, CA. They disappeared after work hours. My disappointment to take these fluffy ones was replaced with happy moments of photographing some wispy clouds over our house. I uploaded only two photos into my Yahoo! 360 account.
After reading an article yesterday night, I had my PW on hand and did my part of the hard work to bring love, light and laughter to the world and beyond. Around 11:30PM, a copter flew over in the distance after I laid down my healing device to point randomly in a westward direction. At 08:45PM and around midnight again, another copter flew around in the distance.
I do not completely understand the recent activity in our airspace recently. I assume the noise makers are doing their battle with the speeding cars down my road and between the SJPD and USAF and all are together like peas in a pod to make our city secure like a bird cage.
Caged birds are not really free by the way. But they are well fed and looked after pretty good for the rest of their lives. Our parakeets are spoiled but allowed to fly freely inside the house but not too far because they don’t know how to navigate back to their home base.
Like our parakeets, I feel like a caged bird. The windows and doors of the first floor have these black iron grills with pretty scroll works. They look like a bird cage and I feel confined yet safe at night. No one bothers our place too much and the neighborhood is quiet enough.
So the flying objects that patrol our airspace; the floating clouds that clear our blue skies; and the parakeets that bring us happiness and joy are similar. These examples seem protect us in various ways, such as from invaders; polluters and loneliness, respectively.
We are in some way birds of feather that may fight together. Fighting with my SP buzzing inside my car; with my PW tingling in my hand; and with my CB connecting into Mother Earth are examples of healing our fragile planet. This is hard work and continues to affect everyone.
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