Yesterday night..
I was just kinda sitting there, watching it get dark.. Thinking about the concept of "moments of clarity".. Those unexpected revelations that removes filters that once hid truth.. Like a new set of glasses, when down wind to my 7 o'clock coyote' starts barking at me.. Looking over my shoulder, this is what I saw;
As useful as food.. As matter of fact as the ground.. Pure and uncut.. Truth that makes war as necessary as stupidity.. That moves things back and forth.. Up and down.. In and out.. To and fro in balanced cycles.. From insects to cosmic dust and comets, we skip to the beat of our own frequencies intoned in the distance.. In a search for understanding of "that which is", we find few absolutes.. The only thing set in stone is that it will be balanced..
This morning I made one blank stand at dawn.. Switched gears-grabbed the plastic owl;
Matter, energy - everything circles with balance or the equivalent.. Creation and destruction, birth and death, beginnings and endings, hot and cold, positive and negative.. Birds cut the air with balance, until shot gun pellets tip their equilibrium;
Walking between sets I found some natural scent cover
Made one stand before dark.. Called in this male;
I was able to shoot 20 crows but one was a coon
Coon, crow and coyote = Thre3 "C"s
Since before the burning of Rome, mankind has known balanced mystery.. Except those who are off balance
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I was just kinda sitting there, watching it get dark.. Thinking about the concept of "moments of clarity".. Those unexpected revelations that removes filters that once hid truth.. Like a new set of glasses, when down wind to my 7 o'clock coyote' starts barking at me.. Looking over my shoulder, this is what I saw;
As useful as food.. As matter of fact as the ground.. Pure and uncut.. Truth that makes war as necessary as stupidity.. That moves things back and forth.. Up and down.. In and out.. To and fro in balanced cycles.. From insects to cosmic dust and comets, we skip to the beat of our own frequencies intoned in the distance.. In a search for understanding of "that which is", we find few absolutes.. The only thing set in stone is that it will be balanced..
This morning I made one blank stand at dawn.. Switched gears-grabbed the plastic owl;
Matter, energy - everything circles with balance or the equivalent.. Creation and destruction, birth and death, beginnings and endings, hot and cold, positive and negative.. Birds cut the air with balance, until shot gun pellets tip their equilibrium;
Walking between sets I found some natural scent cover
Made one stand before dark.. Called in this male;
I was able to shoot 20 crows but one was a coon
Coon, crow and coyote = Thre3 "C"s
Since before the burning of Rome, mankind has known balanced mystery.. Except those who are off balance
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