Coolest experience with an animal you had?

Whats the coolest experience with an animal you have had?

Last week I watched a hawk capture another smaller bird in mid-air.

It was kind of sad, yet awe inspiring at the same time.

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An owl.

But back to the nature hike. Not to kill the vibe of the magical night. The moon had appeared from behind the clouds and the sky had suddenly cleared up. An owl was hooting and the stars were more evident than any other night John had ever seen. Jeff Garrison must have had 3 or 4 drinks on this Friday evening because he was a tad talkative. Or he just wanted to get some points across to John James.
“You hear that owl?”
“Yes, sir!”
"Do you hear that owl?” he repeated. “I don’t think you understand."
John thought for a second and said, “What do you mean?”
"Do you hear the pain in its hoot? Its want? Its desire? How much it wants that rodent. How much he wants to survive. He wants it too."
John was confused at first but then said that he never really thought about it that way.
“Now think about humans too. They’re just like that owl. Every single one of them. Black, white, rich, poor, et cetera, et cetera. Every single human wants that rodent in the field.”
“So you’re saying we want to eat rodents?”
"No! You’re missing the point. We all want it equally. We all are equally conscious, aware. We all struggle and feel the pain when we don’t have the necessities of survival."
Chills ran down John’s spine. He was never a racist or prejudiced or an egoist, and he always thought things should be equal. That everyone had the right to live and be happy. But all of a sudden he began to put himself in the shoes of others. Of everybody else. Then he stared at the moon, and the stars.
“The Universe is so…” both Jeff and John began to say, cutting themselves off at the same time.
John whispered, “Vast.”
“It’s sooo big!” Jeff said. "And we’re so little. We’re nothing. With all the people on our little planet. Me and you, we’re nothing compared to all of them. Nothing! Then you look at the stars and how many of them there are. Each star is an entire solar system. And that’s only what we can see of our infinitely expanding Universe. There has to be life out there beyond us. But that’s beside the point."
John continued to get chills down his spine. He thought about the Universe and the stars and the moon and the owl and the rodents in the field. He thought about how life is just life. It just is. And there must be a God. He thought there must be creatures out there in the vast universe who are smarter than us, just as smart as us and less smart than us. We know nothing in the grand scheme of things. In the big picture, we’re just highly intelligent primates. And some of us have the nerve to claim we’re greater than others…that we’re the best.
John felt ashamed. “I used to think I was the chosen one,” he said.
"Don’t worry, you were simply psychotic. It’s a worthy excuse."
But John was in shame that he put his worth above anybody else’s, when everybody wants, thinks, desires, is conscious, just as much. Everybody wants that rat or mouse in that field, as Garrison had said.
“Why me? Why should I be the chosen one, if anybody?” John said aloud.
"You’re not. But it’s okay!"
It’s amazing John had gone twenty-three years without truly contemplating the meaning of life, the point of it all. There was no point.
"In the grand scheme of things there is no point, so you best make a damn point to live!"
And that point is to live, but the question is how. John had been so depressed from his lack of clarity that he was searching for a reason to live, but in the wrong places. Whether it was beer or weed or cigarettes, or some image he was trying to maintain. He was searching for a reason to live but it lies elsewhere.
“You must have many reasons to live,” Jeff said. “Cigarettes are okay, but I don’t recommend it as your main reason for living! And certainly not weed or beer – those are even worse. But whether it’s animals or writing or nature or understanding stuff like I’ve been trying to the last 50 years of my life, you have to find a reason to live. And you can never give up! Never give up! Even when you’re old and gray and it seems you should give up because you’ve done it all! Never give up! That’s why I am as wise and resourceful as I am today. Because I never gave up! I keep on striving. I keep on going, and trying to find reason, and I know I don’t know everything, so I try to find more. That’s one of the reasons I like you so much, John. You teach me things. I learn from you. I find more and more reason to live…from you. I may not be schizophrenic, or bi-polar, or even depressed much, or anxious, but life is still a struggle. It’s a struggle for everybody! Even us ‘normies.’ And I’m far from normal. I got the spotlight on me everywhere I go. People worry about me for hanging around with you. They look down on me for it.”
“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to…”
“Don’t apologize for anything! You are worth it to me. It’s worth it to see you happy. I’m happy if you’re happy.”

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In the black Forrest late one night…this whole flock of small flightless birds chased me out of the Forrest…in the dark it was just a gaint mass running and jumping towards me…we got to a light and it was just damn birds jumping and running around each other…I thought I was gonna die…until the monster was a bunch of small birds…

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Many years ago, I looked up one Autumn day and saw a literal river of migrating birds. I was just awestruck, it went on and on and on, just this continuous flow of birds.

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I saw a hawk capture a squirrel on the ground in my backyard.
It then flew away with it.
Very sad but it is just part of the natural cycle of life

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Oh I also watched orcas feast on deer…that was brutally beautiful…I have a hard time with people hurting animals but animal on animal violence is diff its how they evolved to survive

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I was about four but I still remember seeing wild boar outside the tent and my dad and my grandpa burst out of the tent and chased them with machetes. Later in my life my dad said that the wild boar would have trampled us if we had stayed in the tent.

lo! this reminds me of the time my brother wanted me to watch an animal show on tv with him. I was hesitant because of my schizo, but the show started out okay. then there was this pair of arctic wolves eating another animal. wasn’t much of a fan of that, but my younger brother loved it.

Even if I didn’t have schizo, I’d still be running from those birds in that dark situation.

then again, one can argue: “what does schizo have to do with a fear of animals?”

but then again; i have para schizo, so i got some of that para in there too.

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It looked like a dark blob just chasing me that’s def sz scary…

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I saw a Bluejay and a baby squirrel fighting, they were really going at it.

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Swimming with wild dolphins when I was 15. Monkey Mia, Sharks bay Western Australia there is a school of wild dolphins that’s comes into the shoreline since like forever.

Recently there was a possum at my second last hospital (2012) stay that came in for a feed up in a tree in the smoking area. I was hospitalized (my last(2013) about a year later. The possum had a baby and was bringing him/her in for a feed. Just a magical experience amongst all the chaos.

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We found a little beautiful frog in the flower’s can. I put her in my hand and walked around and pet her and she seemed kinda pleased.

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