Once upon a time, a fish got tired of being wet and crawled onto land. The children of this fish stayed on land, their children grew better legs, learning to build nests on land, their children losing their scales. As more time went by, they spread over the land, separating into groups, some moving to two legs, some of those growing feathers, some of those moving their nests to the trees to keep them safer. Eventually, some of these – to the best of their ability – returned to the inland seas to dine upon the offspring of their distant ancestors.
There are more efficient ways to eat a fish, is all I’m saying.
Adult now, the audacity and flippancy of youth left behind, he stared at the unfathomable vastness stretched before him – of land, of time, of thought, and of choices yet unmade – and remembered those he’d lost to time, missing his dear old brier-patch.
The left wing isn’t unified, rife with contrasting opinions and textured nuance covering the entire span from the center to the far fringes. Yes, there is some darkness, but if you look, you can find some light.
I posted this on Facebook a while ago, but I’m re-posting here so everyone can see it.
This is one of the coolest exhibits I’ve seen in quite a while. What you’re seeing is a lucite box with whelks on the top and a piece of fish screwed to the bottom. The whelks are adapted to live on the rocky ocean floor, and send their long flexible mouth things down in between the rocks to feast on whatever things they can scavenge. In this exhibit, you get to see a behavior that is extremely interesting and that, gives you a very different understanding seeing it than reading about it.
In reading about these guys, I learned that, like all* butterflies, it can’t chew so it has to suck fluids from through it’s proboscis. Unlike most butterflies, this one lives off of “rotting or fermenting fruit.”
That means you’re looking at a photo of a carrion eater.
I think we should stop calling certain types of people “snowflakes”.
The term “jellyfish” is much more apt, as it seems they just spend their time floating around the Internet stinging people, but whenever they encounter anything that isn’t exactly like themselves in their specially-designed jellyfish-bubble of safety, they start falling apart – whining about how unfair life is.
