After I inquired about the dead appearing as birds, and then reading Tom Paine's post, I thought of the movie "The Crow", about a murdered guy who rises from the dead with the assistance of a crow to avenge the deaths of him and his fiance. Interesting. (on a sidenote I'm playing The Cure's "Burn" from The Crow soundtrack, inspired by this thread.
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visavis wrote:I've had episodes (2 major ones, one for a couple mos and one for a few weeks) where crows would seemingly have or want something to do with crossing my path.
Anyone else have similar experiences with crows or thoughts on the subject?
To answer your question...........yes! I have one that I remembered, that was REALLY weird, and definitely worth mentioning. Back in California in 2000 when I was roomates with my brother and up to my ears in paranormal happenings, 24/7, (literally, it was BAAAAD) I had a strange crow encounter one morning. I was sitting at the busstop in Rancho Santa Margarita, waitin' for the bus to go to work. It was a pleasant morning, bright and sunny. And I'm sitting there on the covered bench, and there's a Mexican guy sitting to my right.
A crow suddenly appeared, and landed in front of us on the street right up against the sidewalk. It was facing us, and begins cawing and screeching and putting on a display like you wouldn't believe. Wings flapping up and down, screeching, jumping onto the sidewalk then back into the gutter of the street again, hopping all about, I mean, this thing was going BONKERS. I smiled at first...then began laughing. It was totally funny. The crow then flies on top of the bus stop shelter.....over to a tree branch......all the while cawing like a MANIAC at me, keeping his eyes on me. CAW!! CAW!!! CAW!!!! CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW CAW!!! Then back onto the road in front of me, hopping around some more, wings still flapping all around, it was hilarious. This thing REALLY wanted to communicate something! What, I have no idea, but damn was he attempting to get some point across!
I'm chuckling about the display this crow is putting on, and glancing over at the Mexican guy.....who I soon realize is not even looking.
There's no eye contact between him and the crow. No acknowledgment WHATSOEVER on his part that this was happening. When the crow was in front of us doing his thing, this guy was looking at his feet, glancing up the street looking for the bus, staring off into space. When the crow hopped on top of the bus shelter and into the tree he didn't even look. When the crow was back on the street in front of us going beserk, he was again staring off into space.
Even worse.......every time I chuckled, he kept glancing nervously at me, like "What in the frickfrack are you laughing about?" He looked nervous and quizzical, like I was a crazy person talking to myself!!!!!!!!!
It dawned on me at that point....................maybe he doesn't see the crow.
And I looked back at the crow going bonkers, focused only on me, and it just clicked.
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "Holy shit ... what a ride!" - Anonymous
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