They Told Him There Were Birds Everywhere

There are a lot of birds in Thailand. It is beautiful — yet Charls seeks a land where there are no birds. A land he cannot understand. He is told to seek at birth a land with no birds. Now, the birds are singing at seven in the evening. He wants to understand what they are saying. It is a story written in preparation for a time when all will listen and hear.
The birds — they sing of a road that leads somewhere. They are not baptized, but they have faith and follow their magnetic compasses. The birds listen. Their fate, they know at birth. There DNA has heard.
People told him … but there are birds everywhere. Where is this place with no birds?
A guy he met when he was a kid told him the ocean was the best place to live. This guy ate a lot of nuts and fruit and said he really lived. Golem went there. He told Golem he would be a singer one day. Golem sang in words, he thought he could sing. He wanted to sing like the birds — fly free like them — visit foreign lands. He did visit foreign lands. He wanted to know what he would see if he could fly and he wanted to know where the birds went. What did a bunch of birds finally see when they got to their destination? Where do birds go to die and why do they never fall from the sky?

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Dead birds are falling from the sky in Australia for the second time in seven months, raising fears of a possible public health threat. Golem stopped and stared at the article in the paper. Dead birds, dead birds … don’t fall from the sky. He looked at the net:
Thousands of Birds fall from the sky dead ... on two continents, Chemtrails are now worldwide and they are not innocent … Golem knew that the magnetic field of earth had been diminishing over the last century. Golem had a vision of birds flying endlessly around the earth unable to find what they were looking for.


But the language of the birds was different from those of the human race. It took some time to learn. They toll for all, but not all listen.
The sound of music, it was near, if only people came together.
Golem maybe wanted to be a pirate. He liked it when the women were raped on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride.

“Jack, ‘he liked it when the women were raped’, surely controversial. How will I win the election?”
“Don’t let the news media destroy your ability to see the metaphorical Golem. When metaphor is dead the human spirit dies with it.”