Thursday, February 28, 2013

Metamorphosis in Progress

You have this photo seen before here.

Still depanthering.

For obvious reasons it is posted again.

Having lots of time for not blogging I do also have a big heap of time for not taking photographs.

I do take the time, though, to let you know that I do seem to be on what you will probably think a 'good' way.
Depanthering will, however, take a while, and I do not wish to irritate anyone's sensibilities.
Which is why ... see above.

What did I learn living in the skin of the panther?

There is nothing I do have to fear!

The most wonderful feeling to feel: Love. – Well, that I knew before.

The sadest 'thing(s)' to do in one's life: not to give your feelings/ your love a chance. – Well, that I knew before.



Pah! And may no one ask how I do 'define' love.

Death is nothing!

The peace of the night!

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  2. I hope Sgt Pluck isn't interested in people who are part pantera as well as part bicycle!

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  3. I'm sure you were the most considerate panther the jungle has met.

    Peace of the night.

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  4. Progress in the metamorphosis is apparently slow... Or is the Pantherisation winning again, I wonder. In whatever form you find yourself, Good Wishes.

    A wave of deep glumnosity seems to have swept across some friends, and occasionally even me, so I may need to embark on a quest of global de-glumnosification soon. Be warned, for I may be smiting the world with smiles whether it wants them or not.

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  5. Hmmm, so my theory was partly correct. It's no longer full moon and so Sean the were-panther has reverted to his human form.
    I did however think you had run off to a jungle somewhere...

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  6. I am, myself. disappearing into old age. Best wishes to all!

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  7. "Death is nothing!"

    So you mean it takes us back to nothing? With that I could tentatively agree.

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  8. Claude,
    so you deleted your comment as you did not feel anymore "such a relief to see [my] beautiful eyes again". :)

    Jams,
    by now you will know, my friend. And? Is he?!

    Don QuiScottie,
    whistling in the dark, eh? :)

    Susan,
    now, that's a surprising com(pli)ment. :) Thank you.

    Don QuiScottie,
    you can't, of course, know how much your kind wishes are appreciated. Thank you. No doubt, your quest is one of the best.

    Ashley,
    wrong you are insofar as I AM inmidst of a jungle.
    I'd like to run off, though.

    Claude,
    you may be able to let some comments disappear, to letting disappear yourself into whatever you are not. :)

    Don QuiScottie,
    indeed, I do think death is nothing. Nothing compared to the many different processes of dying that make a difference; pain, pills, pain, more pills, pain ...

    And how painful to accept: Love can't kill (all) pain(s).

    Thanks for all, Andrew.


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