This is just a quick note and one of many that will soon come. The weeders are a fast bunch of beings, as am sure you will soon find out. They seem to move at just under a flash and as slow as grass grows. Their needle like teeth carry a potion that puts a person in a slow, slow mode. You have probably been hit before if while out in the fields where one would brush up against weeds, although not all weeds are weeders ( of course ).

Weeders are a very old being that have been around us since the beginning of time. They rarely make contact with us regular folk, but when they do it comes through a contact that was established long ago with certain families- I am from one of those families.When I was about 12 yrs. old my grandfather took me out to the far end of our pasture, where there stood an odd looking weed. About 3 feet high, this weed just seemed to sway back and forth when my grandfather began to speak. I never heard the weeder speak, but Pappy seemed to know what was being asked of him. He introduced me to the weeder in such a manner that I thought he believed that I could hear every word that was spoken. I told Pappy that I couldn't hear anything and he said "be quiet and listen inside your head, boy" I now admit that I did hear something, but back then there was just to much junk inside of my head. On the way back to the farmhouse he continued to tell me all kinds of things about the weeders, such as, how they talk, move about, and most importantly he said "when you hear them perfectly; your real life, your future adventures are just beginning."
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