By the door is that a spore? a kind of living being..I am man a supreme hand in thinking, telling seeing..out into the garden..jaybird with his sass..flowers glow as I flow across the living grass ..
Underfoot where grass was put by nature of the world..one blade in the shade speaks with a sunbound grassy girl..’sometimes I like humans..when they smile and kiss..other times ignorant..don’t know we exist’
The grassy girl broke off her conversation with a bee..said..’I have read stored in my head they may have empathy’..’they give us water when the clouds are sleeping on the job..and fertalize and feed hired a gardener name of Bob..
A sparrow stopped his writing of harrowing tales from Jay..and said..’I tried to write something..they don’t have much to say. Seems they learn only to turn what is learned away’..
A hawk pursuing Ronnie Rabbit stopped his breakfast quest..saying ‘In flight from great fly height I saw people be pests..it seems they learn to confuse survival fun what for..to destroy and steal and kill in stupids they call ‘war’
Paul Possum joined the forum and said ‘In quo pro..they simply do not understand the give is getting more..well built homes, well written tomes blown up and burned its true..we all know what happens is result of what we do’
My mind caught gist the conversation spoken from the start..and concluded rightly man is not very smart..beholden is the golden of the take and the give..not a fool life is a school..learn to as we live..
The hiearchy of earthbound intelligencia..Peace Tony
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