I always get really excited when the swifts arrive - they only come to Britain from Africa when the weather is warm enough for them to tolerate (about a month after the slightly hardier swallows and house martins), and thus they symbolise for me the passing of winter and the return of tolerable-for-me weather, and in a wider sense the return of hope to my life... especially this year, when after having felt truly hopeless for a long time, something like a return of hope looks like it might actually be happening. (The coming of the swifts also usually roughly coincides with my birthday, which makes me idly wonder about things like if it's possible for the time of year you are born to influence the relationship between your emotional cycles and the natural cycles of the year, and whether that might actually explain some of the appeal of (at least Western-style) astrology. In passing, i've also noticed that a *lot* of people in the Green movement seem to be spring births...)
There's also something intensely passionate and poetic about groups of swifts to me - screaming and wheeling effortlessly around the sky like little black scythes, often seeming to ride in on storm winds like the advance guard of some kind of conquering or liberating army in some great cosmic struggle between the Warm (freedom, life, hope) and the Cold (captivity, death, despair). The vanguard of Summer. (I've tried dozens of times to write a haiku about them, as that poetic form is supposed to be focused on the change of seasons, but i can never get the number of syllables right..)
I tried to take a few photos of them, tho with the speed at which they move, their small size and distance, I was pretty much shooting from the hip, and not really expecting to actually get any photos, certainly not any decent ones, so I was pleasantly surprised that a couple of my shots actually had swifts in them - the best (cropped to the extreme top left corner of the original photograph) being this one:
original (actually with 2 swifts in it!):
(some much, much better images of swifts can be seen here...)
(Another odd thing about swifts: they were given the generic name Apus because they were believed at one time to have no feet, and never to land but to spend their whole lives in the air. They do have feet, but they are very small and they have difficulty walking on them, and cannot take off from the ground, so they only land on high objects to nest. They do actually both sleep and have sex while in flight. :o )
Reservoirs tend to be the sort of places where migratory birds gather when they first arrive in the country, a few days before being seen elsewhere, so hopefully in a couple of days I'll see them shrieking and wheeling around the streets of Birmingham. I didn't actually hear them screech yesterday, which meant i didn't quite feel the full excitement that that cry always creates in me. I fully expect to be jumping up and down with the hair on my arms standing on end in joy when i hear it...
Also seen: some prints in the mud of a drained stretch of canal (I think they're probably badger prints, tho i'm not 100% sure), here with house keys for scale:
and a slightly wider scale image, showing a faint 3rd print nearer the bank:
(The weird thing is that the animal seemingly stepped out into the mud with only the 2 feet on the left side of its body...)
and various other birds, including geese:
and, in town the next day, a heron:
This heron seemed totally unafraid of humans - I first saw some other people taking photos of something behind a canal boat that was going past, then the heron landing on the bank behind the boat, with a big fish in its beak (of course, it had swallowed it by the time i could turn my camera on), and itlet me stand and take snaps of it for a good 5 minutes, only flying off when a slightly aggressive-looking swan came too near (although it's blurry, i quite like this pic of it flying off)...
(spot the town from its "iconic" building, if you've ever been there ;) )
I have a whole load of other planned wildlife-photography posts that i never got round to/felt up to doing, going back to last summer/autumn... if anyone appreciates these kind of posts as opposed to (or as well as) the more serious/political ones, i might post some of them over the next month or so...
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As people begin to age the gods employ corrupting tactics. They ultimately begin to look down on the children and the wisdom they recently understood:::
They voluntarily turn their back on their opportunity to ascend and instead embrace evil.
It's not old people who go to heaven. Old people must come back because of the mistakes they've made throughout their lives. Children are the ones who have the opportunity to ascend.
Children are discounted by adults in society. The gods corrupt people as they age, use trust-building tactics and soon adults view the children as ignorant, yet to understand the god's system, and subsequently look down on the children. This is one of the most bitter, painful ironies the gods employ, for people consciously turn their back on and lose their opportunity to ascend::::
Religions teach that old people to go to heaven when they die. They don't. Old people are reincarnated. It's the children who go to heaven, those who have a chance at immortality.
The wisdom the gods impart to children, either through their innocence/purity or religious-based educational pursuits are the gods sharing the truth with their most favored people::::It's the children whom the gods teach the right way for it is the children who have a chance. For example, they teach children to have faith, for understanding the god's geographical clues hurts people by illustrating negative things, opening the door for the god's to employ deceptive tactics.
Old people don't go to heaven. Old people must come back because of the mistakes they've made throughout their lives. It's the children who have the opportunity to go to "heaven". They must behave apprioriately, think correctly and be genuinely god-fearing. Their innocence and lack of desensitization ensures they have a real opportunity to achieve this goal.
This is charecteristic of the gods methodology::::The big prize gone early, deception compels people to chase something that has already been decided. They sent this clue with boss as well. It is also a clue supporting my claim RW&B's german is in fact Christianity's Anti-Christ. Logic also dictates, considering the definition.
The confusion over this multi-dimentional positioning will serve as an effective tactic, eliminating many additional disfavored in the process, for positioning states the Apocalypse to be a continuation of WorldWarII's Aryan superrace ideals, positioned as punishment for the 5th century invastion of the Roman Empire:::John's Fourth Reich.
This amounts only to "nested theater":::::Levels of positioning enables the gods to scapegoat:::::RW&B merely is the tool the gods chose to execute the final scene of their scripted theater that is human history.
Just as they would have had me chase boss so would they have wanted me to sign on to this theater, evil by definition, and chase this role of Anti-Christ. By doing so I would have incurred evil and would have been punished, painfully "losing" Anti-Christ in the process.
Does that mean RW&B is not the Anti-Christ?? I suspect as they would have "offered" it to me so will there be a fake Anti-Christ for those in these generations to accept as well. But it is a clone host. This is ALL clone host theater, created not as a clue to me but instead designed to be preditory on the disfavored, designed to increase indecency and further the god's goal of justification towards The End.
We were all merely peasants centuries ago, struggling with our disfavor, but without the enormity of temptations, real and telepathic, which exist today.
They have shared I was positioned to some disfavored as the Second Coming of Christ, explaining all the evil surrounding me and RW&B's placement in the "eye of The Beast" was to positon the sabotage of my candidacy (Damien Omen, Big Army Men, etc).
The Big Lie of course is that Christianity is evil. The reverse positioning nature of Planet Earth dictates that good is demonized, as we wintessed in World War II, while evil is put on a pedistal, as we see with the Italians.
The truth? The gods used their tools to create this and the rest of the incidents surrounding this Situation to distract the people from my message, for I speak the truth:::Only you can save you. You have to be responsible for your own relationship with the gods.
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