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Pastimes : And The 7th Angel Sounded -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?


To: Sidney Reilly who wrote (351)2/27/1998 11:16:00 AM
From: Jane Hafker  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 609
 
Exactly. This is a subject where I can barely rationally discuss what I see. But I will share for what it is worth, and I say for what it's worth because how could I know where the thought came from. It simply could have been my own mind on a bad day.

I believe the Lord specifically warned me that the little birds had about 2 more breeding seasons left, and then there would be too few to sustain them, and it would be remote sightings, and then maybe no sightings. I flew into an emotional panic and was trying to get the Calvary Church brethren to understand how serious it was and to pray, and they humored me at the small prayer meeting, but then I soon found myself the person to whom sudden conversations about Al Gore and the environmentalists that were all lying to us...

Like I'm really a liberal and an Al Gorist---Right!

Honestly felt like I was in a futuristic horror movie, and me the only human and everyone else andriods or something. It was a very, very unreal experience. Finally my precious pastor admitted that it was very serious and we should pray for that and other things, but basically it was that I was such a dope I had been taken in by Al Gore, and it strikes me now like a demented version of Christian
SLN. (Sat. Nite Live).

So, did some research, since I was also noticing that there are NO BUGS ANYWHERE. NONE. NOTHING. A rare, rare moth, perhaps, one butterfly a spring, grasshoppers absolutely gone, and I lived through the eras of childhood where every step one took was a riot of things leaping out of your way, and my greatest childhood enemy was the bee sting on the bare foot. Honestly, it seems like we're talking l850 compared to now, wherein the earth is absolutely now silent except for that spooky and sad little one or two birds, sometimes one, chirping waiting for some response somewhere. I've been noticing a whole lot of that. And other things. They seem to be hiding more. They don't make those happy raukus sounds they make by instinct. Now everything seems silent, like they're hiding and know it, because there are so few of them. (I remember this one sister coming up to me with absolute wonder and saying to me, "What is this thing with you and looking for bugs...?"

Carson wrote Silent Spring in 1962. She died the next year. Interesting. She was already tapping the nails in the little bird coffins. It was almost a done deed by l950, which I didn't know.

I thought they were going to starve to death because there were so few bugs. Actually, there are perhaps enough bugs left, but the bugs are little poison pills now. The worms are so full of pcb I believe it is that they were killing the robins which eat only worms somewhere. And other facts too sad to continue.

Then I started going through the ecology magazines and found a classic page entitrled "How to Say Good-By to the Dying Earth".
Written by a woman who had been editor of an ecology magazine and has since quit. (That seems very spooky to me.)

It was soon after I realized I hadn't seen the hundreds of georeous little hummingbirds all over Eureka. Eureka is one huge fuchia bush. Millions of them, and blackberry blossoms and flowers. Paradise for hummers. I didn't see one in two summers there. Called fish and game and Audubon Society, all of which acted as if I was a little off because "they hadn't noticed it."

Again, a total feeling of being truly an alien being myself, or that
I was the only human, as in Omega Man. Very, very weird experience, Bob. Seriously.

So, yes very few bugs. But the crows are proliferating. I believe their parents can find meat of various kinds to raise them. Then what is some of the meat, Bob? Well, probably a good portion of it is sitting in the next tree.

Nancy has mentioned the growing multitudes of bird in Isreal, again, crows and sea gulls. The sea gulls by the way now blanket Eureka.

Crows, seagulls and vultures are all doing well.

I personally see very, very few sparrows anymore, and am overjoyed to even see or hear them.

Yesterday in the snow I saw about 10 or more robins. That was a surprise. But that was a huge crowd of robins to me.

So, all I'm saying is that if this horrible feeling I got was true, it will probably be as pleasant for us all to see it come to pass as it was for me to get a warning that time was here. It was not an upper, nor is this conversation,, but there is so much more I could say that this is almost like telling a good joke compared to what I could talk about.

But Nancy recognized the flesh eating bird parallel in Isreal just like you did. As everything God set in order to work disappears, the cycle will self-destruct horribly, and we are seeing it. That's only going to get worse.

Sorry about this. There is so much more, unfortunately. But I have no idea how to save them. We would have to kill all the crows, which cannot be done. Then the species are facing not finding bugs to feed the babies. I don't know. I certainly have no answers.