I find birds magical, of the world but free from it as well, as long as their wings are intact and they remain unharmed. So much easier to remain unharmed when you can simply fly into the sky and far away. Except for firearms, that is, used by envious people to totally unfairly bring down these amazing, beautiful creatures. And except for the pet trade and such, which puts them in little cages and leaves them there for life…which is too unspeakable for me to write about. What could I possibly say to make that go away?
Birds are an ancient life form still reminiscent of dinosaurs. Most birds are omnivores, but they range from strictly carnivorous to vegan (grain/seeds/fruit), and of course the carnivores must do so to avoid torturous deaths from starvation. Unlike people. Birds are amazingly tough and brave. Able to soar through the skies with that special view of this mad world, contemplating us all, thinking what, I can only guess at. A “bird’s eye view” I’d love to have…
I want such powerful wings owned forever-after by all who’ve suffered unjustly while trapped in this world. Of course, no one would be tearing apart and eating anyone else in this new sort of life, devoid of suffering and death. The way I’d have created if possessing such power.
Flightless birds like emus, ostriches and others (ratites), I feel terrible for. Such a cruel thing, to have too small wings (or too heavy bodies) which won’t let them fly. They deserve nothing less than compassion from us.
As for what cruel, abusive humans deserve…humans who should know much better? Simply whatever exacts justice for their deliberately, sadistically ruining existence for others. Certainly the opposite of magnificent wings. Away with them, to somewhere else entirely, to never inflict their awful hatred on others again. Yes I dream a lot. Why not?
Some lovely photos & thoughtful quotes:
“The robin flew from his swinging spray of ivy on to the top of the wall and he opened his beak and sang a loud, lovely trill, merely to show off. Nothing in the world is quite as adorably lovely as a robin when he shows off – and they are nearly always doing it.” ~ Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
“Birds were created to record everything. They were not designed just to be beautiful jewels in the sky, but to serve as the eyes of heaven.” ~ Suzy Kassem, The Writings of – Rise Up and Salute the Sun
“Somewhere a bird sang, its chant hanging plaintive and melancholy in the still air…I think it’s a sort of lark or something. Our tradition has it that they sing with the voices of lost lovers. If the stars are smiling on them, you will hear its mate call back in a moment.” ~ Jane Johnson, The Tenth Gift
The sun’s rays have vision and give us vision. However, it is the birds’ eyes and the two invisible angels by your side that record everything. Nothing goes unnoticed throughout the universe. Wherever there is a vibration, there are eyes and ears. Some energies don’t need ears or vision to see or hear, they can feel what is in your heart and tap into all your sins and fears.” ~ Suzy Kassem, The Writings of – Rise Up and Salute the Sun
“I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at the end of my prayers, they teach me how to listen.” ~ Terry Tempest Williama, Refuge, An Unnatural History of Family and Place
“The stork is voiceless because there is really nothing to say.” ~ Will Cuppy
“Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore.” ~ Edgar Allen Poe, The Raven
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