Critter Computing...
I've got this here little wild-bunny in my yard.. livin'in the wood pile... I wants to teach it some electronics... The little bugger is feeling my love... It comes when I calls... I'm gonna build it a winter home this summer.. with four-inch blue styro-insulation, a mattress.. and a plumbing thermostatted heat-strip, to keep her warm through next-winter... Every morning she gets her fresh sweet baby-carrots, and her timbit almost every evening... She likes oranges a Lot.. Good thing too, cuz it's big on vitamin-C... I'm gonna grow me a 3-foot bunny, that the cats and dogs will run from, by sneaking-in multi vitamins into her diet.. and some big-bunny growing compounds, whatever they are..?
"OHhh.. She's out there now.. It's "3 carrots and a timbit" this morn... She doesn't like lettuce, nor spinach, "phhht!"... Only apples, oranges, carrots, and timbits, and probably young-peas... Today I got to drive to gets her a prime alfalfa-bail, from the farmer 8-miles that way down the highway and back, for my best-friend...
She's Sharp enough.. and Focused enough.. that I'm sure I can teach her to press a switch-pad to turn On & Off her interior house-lite, and to turn On & Off a yard-light, if she thus feels the need.. and maybe I'll work-up a low-volume audio-system from something mp3'ish, with foot switch-pads to turn music On & Off... Simply gently lovingly tap her toes to the switches a couple-times, with her absolute focus in-play, and there's a good chance that this bunny is gonna go high-tech... The tough-part is to teach her to speak English... I taught a grizzly in BC, so there's a good chance I can teach a bunny, IF she's got the voice box for it... Maybe they do..?
Cops shot the talking grizzly, hours after she approached a solo-hiker, and used rough English in commanding the hiker "Get out of my forest!"... The hiker probably messed herself Bigtime, and ran and sobbed to the rangers, and the big ole gun-cops came and shot my friend for being polite, in her forest.. Her babies would have played nice with humans... Probably they shot her, to prevent truth and reality from occurring...
They ain't gettin' at my bunny!'lessen' they are into being obliterated all the way to their souls.. Guaranteed!.. She's my friend... I'm gonna take her mind on tours into the afterlife, to get her acquainted with the rest of Life... She's gonna be the first bunny in the afterlife... So you might say she's a little bit protected, by more force and source and cosmics and magics, than even I am... (kinda gives one a bit of a feel of "responsibility", dont it..?) [I learned it when a new species of sparrow came crashing down to my lawn after its malformed feathers tangled... I smiled & bowed to it, "You're Safe your little majesty... I'm good at assisting little critters like you in jeopardy.. Give me sign that I have your permission to assist you."... Birdie closed her eyes.. and didn't even flinch when I gently picked her up... It was an Honor embracing a brand new Species... Kinda humbles one.. Can make tears in ones eyes.. Can give you a bit of a ho too, if'n you gots one.. and if'n you don't, then try to think outside the box... "thanks earthy, for the trust in me"... [Seems "trust" must happen before "love" can...]
Okie!.. So I needs a bunny's foot-pad light-switch... Lights can be LED's, on a solar-powered charger... Music.. Ummm!..?.. I need to see a complete path to "bunny-stereo"!.." I'll have my mind's lab-techs work on it... I'll have-to monitor it a little to ensure the music doesn't mess-up, like it does in this RCA mp3-piece of thht... What's a good bunny-mp3..? I'll fill it up with tunes: for sure Nana Mouskouri's softer-tunes.. and for sure Hennie Bekker's "Smoke that Thunders" the whole CD.. and a selection of forest'ish classics.. soft-ones that make nice mental video's in my mind.. some of Music for Small Rooms.. Some Yanni.. El Indio's "Melodies of the Heart".. Bob Darin's "The girl that stood beside me".. Some Environments records.. no thunder storms... nothing to startle her.. maybe add a few lullaby instrumentals.. the more classic ones.. like the ones some wise-folks use to make babies fall-asleep...
She likes resting on things in the sun, perched a few-feet above the ground... Me thinks I could build a two-meter high item, with ramp, halfway-up crows-nest porch, a top crows-nest deck, and a slide that tosses her into a pile of soft alfalfa... She's gonna live like a little princess, for all eternity... And the neat thing of it, is I gets to determine her design, size, and shape, for/in the next... I'll push or pull her there, build her vehicle, and set her free... "love as big as it gets".... My wee millions of cuddly dragons and gentle werewolves, and such, will Protect her.. and will teach her the ways of their realms.... She's protected, right now, by a 30-foot winter/summer dragon.... The next stray-cat that enters the yard, is gonna get one hell of big surprise if it targets my bunny... LOL!... Not hurt it.. just empty it...
Next, is to caress a wild cougar... Should be a lot of fun... if'n I don't mess-up, and gits Bit' n Scratched... The she-griz was easy.. a big kitty shouldn't be any problem... I hope!... Has anyone in the human-race ever tickled a wild cougar's tummy..? Have you got any tips..? Gotta break the boredom somehow.. with something Real...
Then a Wolverine... WhooH!.. The critter with the fiercest-temper on the Planet... Should be easy.. I hope!... Gonna be a Rush! anyway it goes... Anyone know where lives the planet's fiercest wolverines..? How do the wolverine and the Tasmanian-devil stand-up as far as tempers go..? Has any Aussie or NewZealander ever tickled a wild Tasmanian-devil's tummy, and still has all his fingers..?
HoHhhh!.. I wrote that huge-post without it getting "crashed on me" from external-offenses... First-time in a long time I've been able to compose something as deep as this, without it getting deleted on me half way through, just cuz some mindless-ape coke-head, reading over my shoulder, feels the need to silence too-much truth, so to not fall behind reality, by holding evolution back like the set-authority is, just because of their extreme fear from the inability to process new-thought... Running windows was hell... I like this Linux thing... it's like a nasty little black vile evil beast has "stopped clawing & chewing on my back" and "has stopped sucking on my soul"... What? in their hell on earth, gives them the right to Crash my computer the moment I wrote something they can't handle..? Who made them gorilla-ah's my "god"..? I don't have a god!... My "god" is her majesty the Cosmos... She's my best-friend.... The bunny is a gift to my princess.... HaH! A "cosmic bunny" for my "god".. LOL!...
I senses the "brat in me" wants-to "punch her drawers".. and I probably will one day.... gotta break the boredoms Somehow....