posted on Apr, 30 2018 @ 12:14 AM
Noticed how you said stomp "yourself" to death... yet did not define what it is you are killing and getting so paranoid about to stand a gun at your
Some sort of life in that cycle spilled out your um beans; forced your hand in typing those words... stomping all over yourself; so what sort of life
could your seed spread out all over that farm be offended by you that you have been killing or slaughtering with discrimination? Or ceasing to have
oneself... it almost sounds like you are bull your wife is the cow and the calf is your child and there is a bunch of past spilled seed biting back at
you and your family as a brood. Possibly ants on either side or scorpions? Something venomous; is leaving those puss sacs that is being rejected; and
well the body of self/land and other is how that will express as one works it.
It should be seen as a sanctuary for all the natural life; so set up some sort of menagerie for all of it and literally show them where they need to
go as gently as possible... some find no use for example; the worms in nut trees... and burn them, however they are silk worms and they can be bred
for silk in a special place... so more education than just what you ranch with is a very good idea...
There's the bole-weevil that showed the folly of trying to make one entire state the ONLY cotton producing state... no matter how much land one dwells
on such is that sort of case in the amount of peace, serenity and sickness found also in it, on it and above it.
A farmers almanac and the website Mother Earth are good resources for such natural dwelling at one and at peace instead of continually riding fences
trying to grasp a piece of iron to rail some? Mend some.