Mushroom:

There's a heavy energy on earth today. Some random or non-random wave o ...somethin percolatin, revvin ...somethin infuriatin and ingratiatin and illuminatin even ...vibratin energies on the earth today. i don't imagine i'm the only one feelin it. if i am then i've misinterpreted some fungi today. This is a lovin feelin and it is a warrior feelin and it is a caretaker feelin and a humblin and empowerin feelin.. ((Can’t say if it'll pass over and leave a mark or hang tough and light a spark))

Dogs:

Woof woof! Bark bark!

P.S. Heathcliffe. Whoops. In hindsight, yep I can see where I did somewhat block the respite you had so aptly requested. Here thought I was boosting respite effect by contrasting high-vibrating energies with a flat satirical bent by tossing it in a crisp bed of savory-seasoned oil-&-vinegar dressed stream o conscious caricature of this age of proscribed and calculating unreason. 'Tis the season of unreason after-all. Was my intent neither to moan nor piss and moan so much as sustain a tone of aggregate humanitarian humor, really. Not irony, unless ironically speaking, keeping the alarm bleating in the basement of our daily breadbox. Justice triggering more'n the carpet bomb effect of unjust international energies gone on characteristically across the Parcheesi board o 21st Century pop and rat tat tat scenes going forward seemingly unremittingly in the far too assured hands of corporate personhood.

But I totally dropped the ball with regard to a bona fide codicil chill period of respite: Doh! Like a fish outta water on Mars in a canister left there by some bereaved species a million light years on the flipside of ancient pre-pre-Ademic string theory. I do still flounder so. Hold your nose. Oh whelp, so be it. Yo. You were right-on regarding: respite, though Heath. Right-on. OM

It went right (left) over my head. So to speak. Like it was way above my pay grade or something bacon greasier than grandma's campsite over-easy. ..Messy (O: