OH, THE CROW

My crow experiences in a nutshell

At the beginning of Benjamin Fulford’s recent video Ben talks about crows and their possible relationship to humans. I’m all ears. He explains a belief the Japanese people have about crows leading the people to Japan knowing humans create a lot of waste of which the crows can consume. Crows don’t need humans. I sometimes think crows wish we humans were never created. Ben’s story is speculation, but fun, to me.

I’ve had personal relationships with several crows over the last 20 years.  The longest being with a crow I named Rex. She fell out of a tree and landed next to me. I went into the house and got her some bread. Her parents were up in a tree watching us and they never gave out the alert call so Rex wasn’t too afraid of me. At that time she was just learning to fly. I would sit out on my grass and she would fly down and crash land next to me.

Rex became a part of my daily life for the next nine years. When I was out in my garden she was usually perched on a trellis near me.

 She routinely left to take care of crow business—turf wars, predator wars, socialize with family and friends. Rex was fiercely brave. I seen her take on hawks, eagles, and other dominant crows. She never backed down. I’ve seen Rex on a back of an eagle as the eagle was attempting to get her babies in a nest.

Together they crashed into the evergreen tree. The eagle flew off empty talons with Rex right on the eagles tail. She later came down and perched next to me.

“Rex tell me about the eagle?,” I asked her. These words beamed into my head, “Big dumb bird, but aggressive.”

“It’s our national bird,” I responded. No message came back, but I kind of think Rex was thinking, “You should have picked a different bird.” A crow perhaps? There’s a lot of discussion amongst bird lovers whether crows are telepathic. I’ve had several personal experiences that indicate to me they are. Not many though. In my nine years I would say I had about half a dozen. Once I was working in my garden and Rex was perched on a trellis above me and this message came to me, “We wonder what it’s like to have hands.” I looked up at Rex and said, “And we wonder what it’s like to fly.”

On my daily walks with my pup Rex would join us to the edge of her turf.

Crows are very territorial and if they don’t respect that they pay the price. There are exceptions, invited, fly overs, help with predators, and crow socials where hundreds or even thousands of crows gather.

In late August of 2016 Rex begin acting very, very strange. She had lost her mate two months earlier and I associated that as the cause of her strange behavior, although Rex had lost other mates in the past and didn’t act this strange. She would fly down to me, turn her back to me and curl up in a ball and gently rock back and forth. Her message to me was our time together is over. A very sad time for us.

Where do crows go when they die of old age? I wish I knew because that is where Rex went. Rex sent this message, “Mike I will send you another crow. I’m searching for a brave crow for you.” On a layover at Microsoft I was on a walk when a crow flew down and kicked me in the back of the head. This is not aggressive behavior from a crow, just fun. The crow had a mate who would attempt to do the same but would pull up before kicking me.

Here’s a good picture of the head shot set up.

They would land on a sign near my bus and allow me to walk right up to them—BRAVE CROWS. They would take peanuts right out of my hand.

Have you ever had a crow mistake your finger for a peanut? Be prepared to swear.

I think I’ve read every book on crows. The bottom line is they are amazing animals, and we know very little about them, but we can speculate. We are good at that.

I clicked off Ben’s video at the 5:41 mark and am hoping he has more crow stories rather than dragon family mafia, WEF fuckers, and other evil assholes on the planet attempting to murder seven billion people. Here’s a thought, if the crows wanted to take out humanity because we’re really dumb stupid fucks who murder each other, control each other, enslave each other could they do it? Remember the Alfred Hitchcock movie, The Birds?