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If you listen very closely...

So now that I’ve read this “plant feel thing and makes noise crap”. I went to go look at my plants and had a hard time thinking about KILLING THEM! Thanks for bringing that one up....😔. Dang those Catholic schools
 
The only sounds my plants make are cries of shame and terror. I insult them and trim one of my other houseplants in front of them to show them what's coming. I call them bad names. Show them pictures of my last harvest. "Why can't you be more like Big Betha? You're pathetic! I should have pulled you as a seedling instead of your brother-in-the-pot. Bah! You call those trichomes? You think you smell like weed?"
And so on.
I don't have a physical outlet for whatever minor stress I have in a day so I trim, defoliate, LST and HST, until the burden is lifted from my shoulders.
But I love my plants and they love me. They get nothing but the best fish squeezins from only endangered fish. They get the best light I can give them.
I protect them from pests and diseases.
I spend time with them. Tucking here, tucking there. Tickling the odd hair for a laugh. When I get down on them too much I always apologize profusely and give them extra squeezins. And I always cry THC tears when I harvest.
I call my method High Stress Passive Aggressive Training. Or, HiSPAT. Maybe HiStrPaAggTr?
But on a lighter note. How many divers or snorkelers are there in here? Underwater noises are varied. Mostly sandy bottoms are pretty quiet. Reefs, rocks, and walls are full of clicks. Swimming through rock arches is the clicking all around instead of in front or under you. It's like white noise at times.
 
Wow, some deep stuff there sir....
‘And in keeping with the Jim Morrison comments
My very first concert was in 1967 when I was 13. It was at Dinner Key Auditorium in Miami, Florida. The Doors... also deep stuff

after about 4 -5 songs he started with 🎼 Come on, come on, come on touch me, baby Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made? Why won't you tell me what she said? What was that promise that you made?


Next thing he stops the song...he started to curse at the lighting crew and said ‘ you guys wanna kiss my ass? Maybe you wanna suck my ass”
when he turned around and took his pants off to moon the crowd, the cops rushed that stage and hauled him away.

was really cool listening to a few songs live from the albums we listened to back then but after that.the lights came on, show over.

Drove down to the Everglades and smoked my first joints with some older friends since we had nothing else going on that night
 
I was probably an old guy already when that goth stuff evolved... me, I saw The Beatles on Ed Sullivan !!
 
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