There are dinosaurs of all species here. Some are meat eaters, others chow down everything and anything and a few are vegetarians. But they have one thing in common, huge and old bodies that hinder them from acquiring new skills. Their only skill is off course looking for prey and tears them apart, limb-by-limb. The vegetarian minority are happy observers.
These dinosaurs make a lot of noises when they are constipated. Off course with that kind of appetite, and no awareness to eat more fibre, it’s understandable. But they blame the problem on others. So there are many constipated dinosaurs here and I am just sick of their misplaced ego and false authority.
I wish them torturous demise.
I want more of that health, I want more of that wealth, I want more of that patience, I want more of that intelligence, I want more of that creativity, I want more of that laughter, I want more of that energy, I want more of life, I know it can give me that, I am in the process of getting them.
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