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there are many times in my life where i feel surrounded by vultures. people that love to wait around in your lowest moments, waiting for you to stop breathing..to crack under the pressure, then swoop down to feast on the body that almost made it. i see these and buzzards quite a bit since moving and working this far out of the city's more urban areas. there's something so appealing to the eyes and spirit, watching these things fly overhed on a commute to and from job. even considering their more "sinister" plans, i still enjoi watching them take flight and swooping down low. and these things get CLOSE out here. street level @ times. where honking doesn't persuade them any stronger to move out the way. i see so many of these, often times i feel i may be cursed. (not seriously of course). it's a fine waiting game these animals play, and sometimes these humans play. there's something so draining of these birds, even though their prey is dead before eating. sucking the last bits before there is nothing but bone to be withered and eroded away..
still, @ times i find myself surrounded by these "animals", waiting around for others to fall off and feed off of their spirit. i am by no means a vulture. and refuse to be food for one either. enjoi the graceful flight of these creatures, but remember..if you see too many, something is about to perish..and it might be you....it may also just be a test....
perhaps even, a person's experimental Placebo Effect..
Stay Creative,
Bluzilla One.
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