“There is no death only a change of worlds.”—Chief Seattle
One of the really nice benefits of not having a job is time is kind of irrelevant. My day can start at 1:16am, 3:23am or like this morning at 3:53am. The other benefit for me is owls. I get to spend more time with them. I haven’t heard them or recorded them for about five days. This morning I went out into the garden while my tea was brewing and after a few minutes of me talking about the missing owls boom, two of them start off in two trees just behind my house. Both trees have a perfect visual on me.
Do owls have facial recognition like crows do? Answer back, yes they do. Let’s explore that. Do the owls recognize me as a person, a human that is up, awake and outside when they are awake and outside? It is their social time, their feeding time, their deliver a message to someone time. If so can we speculate that an owl may attempt to communicate, establish a relationship with this odd human just like crows do? Test it.
I went in and got my recorder and stood outside with it for about five minutes recording the pair of Great Horned owls. I then left the recorder outside and went to my office with my warm cup of Earl Grey tea to enter our war. I put on my black Reaper hoodie and sit down at the keyboard. Official clock in time was around 4:08am. What sudden death awaits me?
I opened my office window on a hunch that this pair will fly around to the trees in the front of my house. Before I could even open my internet browser, I can hear them in the front. I ran and grabbed the recorder outside and placed it on the window seal in my office. An active start to the day.
This is bird science. You set up these types of tests and see if you can make it repeat all off a hunch. This is information university ornithologists want to know. They gather this information from backyard bird scientists such as me attempt to validate it, or not. They write a book. Receive tenure and a nice pay raise from the university who then dumps shitloads of money into their department for exotic bird exploration trips and they rarely credit the backyard bird scientist who provided them with the information for their book. They also get wined and dined and sixty-nined speaking engagements at bird conferences around the globe. I swear in my next lifetime I’m going to be a university ornithologist even if I can’t spell it.
However, if humanity has advanced far enough in paranormal science where they are at least at my level now I might choose to be that college professor with tenure. Imagine free trips all over the world to spend nights in creepy castles with a bunch of scared and freaked out students. I like it.
I’m a bird—Raven.
It’s 5:05am. The owls are gone. I will pinch this article off and enter the vaccine death war in an attempt to expose them and stop the genocide. Join me. The last one there is a rotten egg.
Mr. Vaccine Reaper Report
Wow! I have an owl that lives in a large tree in my backyard. He was very vocal very early this morning. Great start to my day!
I'm a raven (Libra) too.
We have great horned owls here in lower Lafitte (Goose Bayou / Bayou Des Oies in French). And Bald Eagles, too.
My kitties like to go out during daytime, when weather permits. I'm kind of paranoid about them being scooped up by an owl or eagle. So I'm always listening for their calls and looking out for them.
I'm currently a free subscriber. Do paid subscribers get access to the recordings you post?
I appreciate reading your substack. But I'm not always able to hear the audio files you post. Unsure if it's because I'm a free subscriber.
Thanks.
Kelly and The Kitty Cats