Month: March 2015

I’m still fuckin’ awake! It’s like I’ve been upgraded to need less sleep! WTF?

A thought occurred regarding Mr. Mel, our disabled Lutino parakeet. After Winnie Tot, the green parakeet had died, he has been focusing his attention to humanz, namely moi.

I could hear him calling non-stop ALOUD! Upon my presence at home, he’d become restless and would cling to the sides of his bird cage.

When I do approach him, he’d calm down and start making happy talking noises. He would try to get closer to me by doing a flyby, climbing on the platform of an opened front cage door, or hop around atop the cage.

When I present my fingernails, the pinky nail being almost exactly the size of a parakeet beak, he’d make kissing, clicking, and whistling sounds, of which I taught the two Lutinos to make!

Then he’d throw up his regurgitated gift offerings of seeds from his crop. He then would take back all or part of his shared happiness and joy into his break and swallow it.

Then he’d climb or hop onto his old rope toy, cling and reposition himself carefully, all while still chatting happily, and starts fornicating the material with gusto.

I’d place my hand/fingers near him and play with his feathers to speed up his release. His eyes would contract and then when he is about finished, he’d pause, slightly lift his tail, jump or fly off, and making happy noises reminiscent of Bully’s sound of excitement.

That’s love from a little bundle of energized birdie for y’all. That’s why I don’t condone being insensitive to the needs of animal welfare. They should be upgraded to human status. Just saying.

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Damn! I’m still wide awake! I went to bed around 2200 and awoke around midnight and couldn’t get back to sleep because that reptilian and his beautiful mind has unhinged my fragile nerves and fermenting imagination! I’ve been having trouble sleeping these past few days!

The moon could be seen between the slabs of my wooden blinds. It must be the lunar energy. I don’t know what is being done to me. It may be that I’m being destroyed over and over again by the frustration of my infatuation and Soul-crushing loneliness.

I’ve been reading something about shadows of “waking times”. My behavior has been quite eccentric and selfish. I have been told by Philip to take a chill pill after telling him of how these loose papers are bugging me! I’ve been dubbed crazy and insane!

It would seem that family and friends have shunned me. I told Philip in our first informal meeting that I learned during childhood that I couldn’t ask anyone for help. I knew then I was truly alone. But I had many mentors, guides, teachers, messengers along the way.

And with regards to Mike and out of fairness, I couldn’t answer Philip straightforwardly because I could see myself in Mike’s shoes of being new to the process. But I have observed that Mike knows what he is doing by his deliberate goofs and subtle ability to communicate what he should do next. I know I’m being evaluated!

So please stop trying to test my resolve, you damn reptilians and reciprocate my love and hugs ON DEMAND or else face eternal retribution of fire and brimstone. May peace and pieces of moi be upon y’all!

I’m not worthy for anything of this world, of knowledge gained, or of your humorous “presence”, which is why I prefer being temporary. I’m not hard up on cash but need to establish my work history and recoup ALL retirement funds, which I lost during the 2008 market crash!

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