--- MET - 2020-07-15 5PM? --- BURIAL - 2020-07-17 8:30PM
--- NOTES
I am not sure how long I waited to make sure he was still alive.. I feel like perhaps it was between.. 8PM to 4AM. Late thursday night, or early friday morning. I feel like he passed while in the fold of my shirt, with at first one binder clip and a plastic cloth pin. Likely prior to that he was alive and was probably happily chillin in the fold of the shirt without the clips so I then added them. it is possible he was killed when I switched the plastic clip, or he could have got stuck in one of them. Though i have 5-10 potentially theoretical causes. I am not sure if he passed before I went to bed, which is possible, while I slept, or slowly throughout the day. I am not sure if he was dead or ill when unresponsive. I hope he passed, painful, only by God's Will while he slept, of causes beyond human understanding.
--- EULOGY
Albert, if you were a boy, Alice if you were a girl or Albus if you were a little wizard or familiar; every high pitched noise sets me in anxiety thinking it is you. Even though after we met, you only cried before I got you, and perhaps also when i left you on the desk for a moment, and once in my shirt, which is where I think I may have accidentally killed you. Aside from that you would only chirp and loved to lick my fingers, and arms. I dont think it was always a sign you were hungry and if it was I am sorry that I misunderstood. I am sorry that I fed you cow's milk instead of oat milk. I am sorry.
If it my fault that you passed.. I am so sincerely sorry.
If you forgive me, may we meet again little mouse, in whatever form you take next in this world.
Whether it is as another darling little mouse, a most adorable little mousey, or if you find promotion into the next grade of your being.
Regardless if your passing was not my fault, which I doubt, I hope our time together was one you appreciate, that a choice you do not regret making. Which I think for its short time was true. I dont know how long we spent apart in that day.. but it was likely not long, you practically lived in my semi-closed hand, though sometimes you would settle for the fold of my "Realize" shirt, or my armpit, or against my arm while I slept, and once briefly beside me on the blanket. There was a very short while that you slept on your folded t-shirt throne, but that was only when I locked you away once in your cage castle. I would have buried you with that shirt, but I am not sure if being in there is what killed you, and if that is so, I dont think it appropriate. But if you let me know you want it, I will add it there with you.
It only took so long, till I didnt care if you were in your cage or not, I hope that freedom wasnt what did you in. But I have to say, while my first sleep or nap with you was not restful, there was nothing more adorable then you doing a little exploring, then running down under the blankets and back into my semi-folded hand. That was your home. I wish to keep it ready for you, dont I cant do the action without weeping incessantly.
May your adventure be as exciting and peaceful as possible, may you not suffer unncessarily. May you be warm, well fed, in a state of comfort, safe and happy.
My hand will be always there for you if you cry out. May you find me again. And I am sorry.
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