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PostSubject: Animal Tales   Animal Tales I_icon_minitimeWed Oct 17, 2012 10:14 pm

Think I began a thread like this at Sodlikes,then a short stint at Webanarchy....it won't be a copy and paste job here,but written from a different perspective.

Just to remind myself,how it should begin,the two ducks that died trying to save each other.

Then go into the animals that were murdered as children.

I remember,my father,working as a security guard at Sydney Waterworks in the seventies.We had this poodle,Candy,that went missing.I found her at the waterworks,scavenging for food,looking straight at my father accusingly.Many of our dogs that did'nt suit,he'd take and dump somewhere.

My nieghbours in Adam St Campsie,used to poison my cats and shoot my ducks...you wonder why I hate the human race and family members.

You're a fucking disgrace.

I wanted to beat four children when I seen them torturing a kitten.

Be wary,I'm on edge...if I ever see someone else do animal cruelty...I'll maim them on the spot.


Ducks are the most family orientated and loving of all animals.

Now look at how you treat each other as friends and family.You're poor and weak in spirit.You don't deserve to have what you got.

And that's a human face...most of you are just modified pigs...you even taste like it.Even look like it.I don't eat pork or pig,for that very reason.It's the closest thing to legalised cannibalism.

Think I'm kidding,have a look at men in particular,who eat a lot of ham,pork chops,what do they start to resemble.wish I had a picture opf my room-mate.

Disgraceful.I like my dark jaguar looks....Fish,poultry and the odd cow,is far as I go...and I don't like eating beef.It's cheaper in this country to eat meat than vegetables.

No...I'm not kidding about.

After I move house,I'm going to grow my nails 3/4 of an inch long again,sharpen the tips and harden them like I did back in 2005.Paint them black,like I used too...it was wiping my bum that put me off....hmmmmmmmm,said to much again.

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PostSubject: Ok,just a little spam,it's my fucking forum,Innit????   Animal Tales I_icon_minitimeMon Oct 22, 2012 11:41 pm

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Daisy was a cow from East Maitland.I named her that and my very first duck.She protected me from the big red bull,when I jumped the paddocks and fences to get to Cracknell Lane,yes,named after Ruth Cracknell.That's where my former dealer lived,but long gone now.I could wake him up at 8am,before university,score,bludge a brekky cone and off on my way to Newcastle in the old HR Holden.2002,before the seizures,smashed teeth,that the occultist induced back then,but I had powerful sexual urges then.I'd fuck Sam,using my feet against the wall and drill her hard,113 year old horse-hair walls,feet against the support joist behind,I did her good,She was even impressed.Then the occultist witch,Karly Anderson,would tempt me with untold fantasies,I'd kind of jerk off to her for an hour,maybe three,great staying power,taught me to eat pussy properly too.

Which,when I tried to break away....I copped it,real good.Then I met their dark God,I did'nt wank for about 6 years after that.Maybe more.

But Daisy,I wanted to rescue from her evil farmer owner,who fed her cream pies and cakes,then stick a tube in her stomach to ease the gasses,showing his hate for me.So I ripped all his vegetables out and threw it to the cows,the cunting bastard he was.I pulled all the long grass from the road and fed them as well.

I wanted to win millions back then,so I could own some land,buy Daisy cow and her friends and put them in a paddock and just live.At the top,I'd build a house for stray cats and just feed and clean them all day.

I had ideas of placing speakers around the property and play what I consider,beautiful music.I'm not all punk,but love the lavish life-style,wear a suit,while I do paddock work.
Atypical of the English gent.I wanted to play the cows,David Bowie and Roxy Music songs and some ambient by Brain Eno,Another Green World,great for stoners and nature lovers.

But Fantastic Voyage,was always a favourite for my quirky aspirations.




Fantastic Voyage is a song written and performed by David Bowie. It is from the album Lodger in 1979.

Lyrics:

In the event that this fantastic voyage
Should turn to erosion and we never get old
Remember it's true, dignity is valuable
But our lives are valuable too

We're learning to live with somebody's depression
And I don't want to live with somebody's depression
We'll get by, I suppose
It's a very modern world, but nobody's perfect
It's a moving world, but that's no reason
To shoot some of those missiles
Think of us as fatherless scum
It won't be forgotten
'Cause we'll never say anything nice again, will we?

And the wrong words make you listen
In this criminal world
Remember it's true, loyalty is valuable
But our lives are valuable too

We're learning to live with somebody's depression
And I don't want to live with somebody's depression
We'll get by I suppose
But any sudden movement I've got to write it down
They wipe out an entire race and I've got to write it down
But I'm still getting educated but I've got to write it down
And it won't be forgotten
'Cause I'll never say anything nice again, how can I?


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PostSubject: Re: Animal Tales   Animal Tales I_icon_minitimeSun Nov 04, 2012 11:31 pm

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Oxley St Chatham,near the roundabout at Cowper.

Molly is the Owl that used to sit with me and Nuts the cat as I smoked outside at night.
She disappeared for a few months after I moved.She found me tonight.I called her gorgeous and beautiful and she nods her head and looks down on me.

Lights come on,you here the ping of an engine running,the lights meet my eyes,they pause and drive off as I stare into the drivers position.I know the sound of that engine,having ridden in it twice in the last two months.

Molly notices I become something different around the police,I walk into the middle of the road,to make sure if the cop looks back,I'm in his eye-line...just want you to know,we are always watching.Molly flies down from the palm tree and alights on the mailbox next to me....a smirk of evil...you know what to do.

Molly and me....



She was back again tonight.Head out to the clothes line,lean against it and light up.Some star configurations take your fancy and move to the left to get a view.A shadow shifts in the tree and you see this thing,look like a hawk,speeding for your head,she swoops up and circles me and alights back in the date palm tree out the front.She played hidey games and could'nt see her.

But weirdly,I know it's just the angle...but she seemed to smile as she swooped me and circled up high...very playful she was.She was'nt the first bird to follow me house to house.

I've always had animal friends.I could pat any cat in Boyce St,except the black vagrant and all round tough cat.Same birds would visit everyday,sometimes they'd bring their families and show them off proudly.Magpies,Kookaburras,the odd finch.

Unka Galah bird was another that showed thanks...and followed me around.
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PostSubject: Ducks - The Highest Love   Animal Tales I_icon_minitimeFri Nov 09, 2012 1:30 pm

Spring 1993,I'm becoming a reluctant friend,of old Big Ears Johnno,which became a thankful one later,before work commitments and materialism and yes greed too,took us on differing paths.We both worked as linesman for the railway,coming home,crisped on the nice weed getting around.A day the train purposely terminated at Wyong instead of continuing to Wyee,Morisset all the way to Newcastle and Maitland,Johnno had fore-sight to see this ahead and parked there,me,I was riding a bus at 5am those days,agreed to take me home and continue this rather nice weed session,having a good quart ounze of it.

The sun is golden,or so it seems,the silver lined clouds,pink hues with light blue.He's driving his old wagon,jap,Toyota of some sort,Camry I think he called it.Efficient and the wife can drive it.Hated the bloody thing.But hey,a free ride is free.

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PostSubject: Re: Animal Tales   Animal Tales I_icon_minitimeMon Nov 12, 2012 4:07 am

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I hate being that way to anybody,but their tricks and tactics are deserved of contempt.To take those rare moments of beauty and make it spooky and ugly,tell you the truth,I'm just happy to still have that,a wild animal,usually a bird,takes to you,an owl in this case,a galah in another,Unka,for "Unka Shit",named by a fat albino railway worker.It was hit by the Murwillumbah XPT and left stunned by the railway tracks.When it came too,it took chunks out of the Albino,who threw it at me,"Do you want the fucking thing,take it home,but don't eat it".It bit me,too,but got around it,I was acid tripping after all.

After it ate the buttons on my first video recorder,it was time for freedom.I met a China man a month later,when I was trying to recatch it,he said"No,you leave alone,he come back to you as friend,when ready".

I hit the skids,with a amphetamine habit,after the railway shifts,moved to a house share,by the beach,with an alcoholic,where I changed shitty nappies and crap at 3-4am for my room.Drying off speed and getting fat on beer,as Gavin blew hundreds on prostitutes and booze,my kind of guy I thought.Nah,not really.Disaster.followed of course,but he talked about reptilians and a movie called They Live and Society.He said it was real.Summer of 1994-95.Sonic Youth was the cool then....





Getting back to this....
I was drying off speed,but not fully over it.There was some pure gear getting around Wyee,you'd throw on Sonic Youths "Dirty" album,shoot up to Nic Fit,very appropiate I thought.It was one of those surreal days and not just the effects of the drug.It's Gavins place,Jan 1995,nice day,only 27 degrees.Sick of moping around to Joy Division,throw some money into the local drug economy and whoosh goes the day.

I hear a squark,in the tree,directed at me,could still fill the shrill feeling you get on your skin,after another consciousness focuses on yourself.Look into the tree and there's Unka,the railway Galah.He opens his wings and nods his head and dances,like he used to do.The image of the myserious China-man comes flooding back,he'll come back to you and you have one of those WOW MAN! moments,when all mystic cryptic moments come full circle,Ying Yang my kharmic cycle,"Is that you Unka?".

Climbing this huge limbed tree,crabbing my rase along the branch,30 feet high,Unka and I sat next to each other,talking for over an hour,as Gav,Sam,errrr...whats her name,Gavs chick,watched on.Wanted to bring him back,but he showed how greatful he was,to be healed and back in the wild.He was a Hornsby Galah,but fitted in real well,with the local population,that fed on the Netball courts on Scenic Drive,near the main village of Budgewoi.He became local,no doubt,getting off on sunflower seeds,tripping out,as we all did back then.Great days...
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PostSubject: Sandys Progress   Animal Tales I_icon_minitimeSat Jun 29, 2013 12:13 pm

Sandy was one of those death row cats nobody was interested in.The advert photo for her,a brown tabby cat
but mean looking,no-one would take her on.$100,I met the pet-shop at Asquith McDonalds,he travelled from Lithgow to drop her off.She looked nothing like the photo,slightly timid,skittish,but tame and had a real good feel for her,gelled straight away.

She spent the next two years slowly getting used to people,she'd run to everyone,after 15 minutes of patting,looking for love and approval,not attention seeking,she really was troubled,feelings of abandonment and loss.You could see it in her.She couldn't kitty litter properly,still can't,hit and miss affair.She used to binge on food,eat everything,get sick,vomit,then surprised to find there was still food in the bowlReal heartbreaker,you could see she was forgotten and abandoned.Can't tell you everything I see without getting really emotional.

She now can sit and relax,without seeking attention,just be part of the family and feel loved without it being expressed physically every 15 minutes.
She sleeps above my daughter,in the higher bunk bed.Cuddling a Sonic the Hedgehog,purrs,then come and sees me.

The Sandy Kiss,she puts her arms around your neck and cheeks you in frenzy,side to side,until she starts to dribble,like Lisa did,but then she smears it across your cheek and chin and you have to preen her,with your soggy face,she arcs to the side and behind the ears,you got to cheek her back and smear the dribble on her fur and comb it over for her.It's the highest of respect and adorement a cat can give,you become part of the preening process,ultimate in trust,love and understanding,so I'm like a Cat God,or sucker,something in between.They do manipulate me to their ends,which,for cats,is endless.

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PostSubject: Re: Animal Tales   Animal Tales I_icon_minitimeMon Nov 18, 2013 5:58 pm



Been visiting Misha a lot lately.I take down a plastic wrap of biscuits.Sometimes mince raw,mouse size...she loves it.
That Butcher,in between Target and Coles.I hope for the short stout silver baldy fellow,with the well rounded face.I
never ask for names,unless,I look at the name tag,when forced to communicate.The others well,a cold converse,while
the cogs spin in their racist minds,what the f*ck is he ? Pure Australian accent...looks Greek etc...

She's got no teeth at the front and very frail now,very little body fat and I worry every cold night,she shivers but won't go in doors,accept a blanket
but want to abduct her with cat carrier for the night and take her back the next morning.She loves the waterfront and rather be homeless,when she passes,I want her buried on the embankment a twenty foot rise above the river,adjacent to the office converted house for The Aquatic Club.

Mr Moore,although cold to unknowns,even me for a year,the executive manager,whatever the title,owner operator,high level Mason ? Mason at least and a few above three,twelve I suspect,who runs the Club,is a very kind human being under all that arrogant moustache,paying out of his pocket her veterinary care,removing ulcers in her mouth,getting her coat done and dewormed,fed everyday.

Usual story,looks are deceptive,from his point of view,see the darkest of countenance guys,just visiting the cat,looks like a heist of some kind in the planning.You know what I never noticed in all that time,the nights takings or would I.I'm just there to keep the cat company,that's the biggest thing to keep her alive,know she's loved and wanted.

She has improved everytime I can visit too.Cancer in cats is so prevalent,breaks my heart you can't dose them on ketamine to help get them through the day,for pain relief and such,cause you can tell,they still want to live.I'd legislate drug use for cats,Pudden smoked weed,lived to 21
loved her dearly.Most affectionate,like Sandy,both brown tabbies.


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She came from Pet Rescue,if I remember,Gabrielles Lithgow.Ex mental patients cat.Took a year before the mental scarring and relaxful pose to set in,now big hugs and drooly kisses,vibrates instead of purrs,but encouraging her to purr loudly again.Some whackos get sick of the sound and punish their cats...abused,ok ?.Whackos and re-eneacting the psychodramas that destroyed them as people,poisoned onto their pets.
Know the pets stories and you go insane,mad.

Last week,she was a little off and didn't want a pat,but found a new parked car,not after she saw six arrive,a van delivery,first too go,and others,but she picked it well,a car that was there for at least two hours and used the hot muffler at first park,to keep warm.I loved her style,fearing she get squashed one night.Deaf she might be,but reacts to vibrations and not sound.

Cataract in one eye,totally blind,Misha developed many senses to compensate,the deafness and lack of teeth and body fat in her cancerous decline,she still very alert,with that huntress instinct,but just for play.
She used to take down the bunnies that are feral there.And present them too Mr Moore as a token of generosity,or hope he'd prepare it....nicely minced.

But not no more and the bunnies flourish,pock marking the landscape and breaking the odd heel and sprain many more.So be kind to puddy cats,
who "Thin out the  numbers" of wild feral beast and just ask for a little time and a pat.

Or society would collapse under fetid pigeon poop,totoally covering the skyline,or plagues of mice floating in your soup,a spider in your underwear,unless when puddy cat makes camp there...

In your wardrobe,getting fur on every fooking thing.Still love them.







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PostSubject: Shiny the Bad Cat   Animal Tales I_icon_minitimeFri Nov 29, 2013 2:04 pm

http://truth-zone.co.uk/forum/the-lounge/62684-is-this-britain-s-most-vicious-cat.html





Bad Puddy....evil Puddy terrorizes English Village.

In the land of chav...what do you expect,manners ?

Something the English did away with years ago.

Courteousy of The Truth Zone Forum...




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PostSubject: Misha's Gone / Brian Eno - By This River    Animal Tales I_icon_minitimeWed Jan 15, 2014 2:35 pm

Did'nt want to give them the satisfaction,cried those tears in the first 48 hours,it's been months now,since the October long weekend boat races.

I was home,smoking a cone,when I felt her cry out for me to meet.I felt it,a scream.
It was a hot Saturday afternoon,in the 30's at least.I felt her scream and I knew it would be the last I hear of her.She never usually extended herself like that.She was too cool to reveal her true emotions,but a sook if she favours you.

I'll miss that curling up my feet,rubbing her cheek,"come on Jase,gives a pat",she smirked and smiles,playful and toothless,all at sixteen years (approx. estimated by others),bikkies and milk every second to third day by me,fed by the aquatic club twice a day and a small twice a week,mouse sized lumps of minced topside steak,raw
that I stole out of the shopping list,or maybe siphoned off when one cooks Italian.

Her favourite.
In her younger days,she survived off water rats and the black rabbits that perforate the river bank in Taree,almost a pest in it's own right,attracting foxes in the middle of town,on lonely winters nights.

The Odd Kangaroo too.In a well spread out town,it's a sight to see.Night Owls swopping on mice at night from the polluted gutters leading into Browns Creek,the daytime birdlife is a sight to behold,not the filth ridden pigeons,butcher birds and townhall doves,parrots of every species,even Black Cockatoos.

Nestled on a fork in a large river,the town still remains co-habitable  for the best of Australian wildlife,with a large Indigenous community,that at the moment,lost it's spiritual ways,not due to their fault,but the alien structures of a British system,more than corrupted and enslaved the Aboriginal Peoples,but destroyed them with imposition of an alien culture,the alcohol combined steering away from traditional tribal drugs,elixirs and medications,was the completion of the cycle for destroying  indigenous races,repeated verbatim across the colonial lands of the gobe.
Eskimos anyone?,no-one thinks of the Eskimos.And they're the nicest of people and didn't create the Exxon Valdiz.

Misha,who was also known as "Sabot" by the Aquatic Club,mostly Mr Moore,adopted Misha fed her,took her to the vet and paid her medical expenses and I at the time,had no faith in Taree people,due to the violence and stand over nature of the towns drunken inhabitants,the true wildlife here.Walking along,not long being separated and set-up by the Police collusion,disheartened how minds are so easily swayed by a rumour,
and victim to the repercussion of revenge,newly met some kids who were kind of cool and looked for yowies and flying saucers,weird weather patterns...my kind of dudes.

But one had to spoil it,being cute and irresistible and using it for his own gain,namely "pantsing" the other mates girl,the end was not far.And the patsy I was made.But,I tried to turn his partner,a smart level headed young,very young woman for her accomplishment and make her aware of pending marriage and investment
might not really respect what he has and now is the time to address the issue by making him jealous.Ten months of stupid redneck behaviou later and I haven't even seen Jessica in months,never not even give her a filthy look,I let her do that to me.I just hope things did work out for her,cause she did look after me,maybe they have an open relationship now,cause the old boy is out with the chicks still.Not for me to know.Who cares,I lost a good mate in Jess and wanted nothing from her.

She had plans and I wasn't stepping in the way,or lying for a piece of work,who enjoyed fooling and playing those for fools,until,someone catches him.And I did,but like Goebbels said,repeat the lie enough,people tend to believe it.I said the truth,once
...I was out-numbered by lies,at least,12,000+,but the smartest in business,might not be smartest on the matters of heart.
So I played it cool,having legal work ahead,no need to make it hard for an outcome favorable economically is it now?.

It's how I met Misha,November 2012.Walking along the waterfront,I noticed this cat very ill,thought the Aquatic Club poisoned her,with the little dried bikkies at the doorstep.She wasn't well and I looked angered back at the club.Their mower man and general cleaner for the Aquatic Club,seen my enraged face,come running to my side and told me,she's just old,I looked again,a David Bowie lookalike,Cataract blind in one eye,thin and gaunt,appreciated the pat and concern,I fell in love with her there and then.Never left her side,thankful for the company,I'd feed her and sit by the waterfront and enjoy the parrots flying by,the cool air floating off the river,four in the morning,it raises ghostly misting apparitions,the birthplace of the townships fog,you watch it birth right in front of you,a strange pure oxygen seeps into your lungs and you become energized.

It become a ritual until the Security screwed it for me and played renta-cop hero.
Moore was cool,but a female employee manager maybe,spied us two with distrust a cat hater too.Misha went missing like she always did for a race week-end...but I felt her scream.I was emotional for a few weeks,the service station lady always asking,did you find her.

But we were a good team and loved each other.I offered Mr Moore to nurse her in ill health,we didn't mind each other and he knew I was genuine,despite his distrust of most locals intentions and my Masonic suspicion,which I openly addressed that he was
but his heart is revealed,despite that arrogant moustache,to be a true good human
and I adored him for it.

So even though the author doesn't find place with alcoholic bevergaes,one day,I'll make my way down for their New York Steak,something I wanted to share with Misha
but paying the door fee.as long as I could sit with the cat and come back in for desert,if need be,but breaks the heart that day,will never come and share that steak I promised Misha,due to being near toothless,it had to be shaved with razor blades and cut into fine strips or squares.Not to mention remove that lovely gravy/sauce.

But I miss my furry buddy,the one that was there,when others self destruct.I was about to suggest,if I could make a little plot to her,on the edge of the cliff,reserved for the Aquatic Clubs administration team,a small old house,direct opposite to the club.I'd pay for it,bury Misha there,with a tissue box sized plaque,Misha,accompanied with her signature photo.She turned out to be quite an identity too the locals in town
which was nice to see,but Misha made that place unique.

A strange cat,that wouldn't take shelter from rain,but sleep in its fall.never accept a blanket or a regular home,she'd runaway,The Aquatic Club is her home.She was rumoured to jump out of a removal truck and dreaded the council street sweeper the most,sneers at all heavy vehicles.A real street girl,with a very friendly heart,many adored.Miss her,cats make such heartbreaking friends.
And I never betrayed her,or her to me,just shared our company,uncomplicated down by the river.







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