i tried to impress on mister that it was the solstice and my bird day but he didn't behave any different, he was kind of like me when i was a kid and i dreamed awake in class and left my body to education while i drifted over the baseball diamond and the dry grass verger by the railroad tracks. though he's more like an astral body himself. he doesn't need to split his higher consciousness from his body and he doesn't have to be schooled. he's beyond school. he's in the milky way.