Ed, that is the voice of reason, thou art always. Now, the turtle is slow, yet goes the distance. The shell is hard, the bird on the back can not grasp the situation. The cuckoo bird flies off, still hungry for knowledge of what has happened.
Chuca(TheMeat-notTHEroast.)
P.S.-How much turtle can a woodcuckoo chuck. ( If a Wood Cuckoo Could Turtle Wood!).
P.P.S.- I was on a bus in Ethophia years ago in the desert with the hot sun baking us in that turtle shell of a non aircon bus in the Salasi era. The prior day we saw his hand reach out the window of a Cadillac Limo for a live chicken from a poor villiager who wanted to give the leader his due. Out of care for his being anf not of the starving family that must of lived in their own shanty. In the sun the buis driver stops in the baking raod so they we bake without benifet of airflow. He comes back to the bus and places the Tourtoise upside down on the bus flow at mid center aisle. He is proud that he is taking fresh food home to his family. Somehow, I respected turtles much more from that point on. The strugles to rightside were unending, it was a bad trip, it was my sixties.
I picked up stones at that time, and still have some. Maybe the the trip in that desert taught me something about other deserts, maybe teaching is not learning from a book. Or from the book. But learning can come from many places. Some detoxes take longer than others, so does some learning and some teaching.
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