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The storm cloud left taking it's bounty of precious jewels.
Puddles, like massive chests, form in small dips on my aunts property-
filled to the brim with the stuff from the sky.
I tred through those pools, the deeper dwellings warmer than the ground itself, releasing the steam of a long hot morn, the squeeze relaxed, retaining this vital source.
The ripples, the sound of my sloshing feet, echo to me of many a man's argument that we did not come where the rain has been. Just look.
Each ripple cannot be measured singularly. How it gradually grows from small to big happens in such a quick time frame.
To count each movement exactly would take quite a span.
Like the growing of a child, you only see it in it's larger milestones.
Never each bone becoming thicker, teeth thrusting from gum, skin stretching, hips widening, hair thickening upon one's self. It is the unseen mundane science which we all live with daily- the walking example of how life began for us.
The young are born, the young grow, attend school, become adults, graduate school, find love, begin careers, begin families, start to slow down, grow old, die.
Like an illusion unseen except for its astonishing product, it has steps to its trick, there is no magic.
When others ask what I must mean...how does evolution occur? How can it be possible? Show me the cavemen fossil evidence leading up to us?
How does one grow from a small singular cell deposited from the confines of deep space in the vastness of the ocean?
It cannot be possible!
Well, you did it yourself, in nine months.
The sea an abundant womb to hold it's beautiful cargo providing it with the nutrients and comfortable hiding place from predators.
She will miscarry some, others will go on, continually learning from natural selection and passing on their higher formed attributes.
The trimesters she will endure- loading on with each year upon year- Brachiopods suctioned the ocean floor, their thick shell covering ensuring its safety, Coleclanths swam slowly, too homely to be considered prey, largers beasts with teeth like the sharpest blades and a thirst inssatiable except for those delt the wrong hand of natural selection, so on and so forth she will become burderned...
Until life will take its first steps to land.
The heavy swell of creatures, too much to be contained, the sea mother gave birth to an organism with the ability to begin adaption to our hostile earth. It was not easy. Much like an infant taking it's first thick breath, or holding up its head or learning that crying leads to milk, this small child of us, perhaps slimy, cold or frightened of the giant sky, had to learn to suceed in this next womb.
For is that not life's stages?
Wether moving out of a home or growing up? Are we not just entering different periods of gestation and rebirth? Learning how to manuver ourselves to survive, perhaps making big changes to fit in and manage? Absolutely.
Such is the way of our very being.
I find this beautiful and mysterious. Unique in it's own complexity though we ourselves not held to a candle by anyone. We are the vast speck in this Universe- unknown, unseen, only caught up in our own sucess', failures, until, we too, become apart of our home, again, drawn to our mother.
I am drawn to her. Appreciating my time with her although she is failing in health and badly wounded. Not here, at least, not here where she has given me this place of solitude. I rake my feet over her soft texture and smile, assuring my birth is known and my thanks submitted.
This is what I leave you for now.
~WS
Puddles, like massive chests, form in small dips on my aunts property-
filled to the brim with the stuff from the sky.
I tred through those pools, the deeper dwellings warmer than the ground itself, releasing the steam of a long hot morn, the squeeze relaxed, retaining this vital source.
The ripples, the sound of my sloshing feet, echo to me of many a man's argument that we did not come where the rain has been. Just look.
Each ripple cannot be measured singularly. How it gradually grows from small to big happens in such a quick time frame.
To count each movement exactly would take quite a span.
Like the growing of a child, you only see it in it's larger milestones.
Never each bone becoming thicker, teeth thrusting from gum, skin stretching, hips widening, hair thickening upon one's self. It is the unseen mundane science which we all live with daily- the walking example of how life began for us.
The young are born, the young grow, attend school, become adults, graduate school, find love, begin careers, begin families, start to slow down, grow old, die.
Like an illusion unseen except for its astonishing product, it has steps to its trick, there is no magic.
When others ask what I must mean...how does evolution occur? How can it be possible? Show me the cavemen fossil evidence leading up to us?
How does one grow from a small singular cell deposited from the confines of deep space in the vastness of the ocean?
It cannot be possible!
Well, you did it yourself, in nine months.
The sea an abundant womb to hold it's beautiful cargo providing it with the nutrients and comfortable hiding place from predators.
She will miscarry some, others will go on, continually learning from natural selection and passing on their higher formed attributes.
The trimesters she will endure- loading on with each year upon year- Brachiopods suctioned the ocean floor, their thick shell covering ensuring its safety, Coleclanths swam slowly, too homely to be considered prey, largers beasts with teeth like the sharpest blades and a thirst inssatiable except for those delt the wrong hand of natural selection, so on and so forth she will become burderned...
Until life will take its first steps to land.
The heavy swell of creatures, too much to be contained, the sea mother gave birth to an organism with the ability to begin adaption to our hostile earth. It was not easy. Much like an infant taking it's first thick breath, or holding up its head or learning that crying leads to milk, this small child of us, perhaps slimy, cold or frightened of the giant sky, had to learn to suceed in this next womb.
For is that not life's stages?
Wether moving out of a home or growing up? Are we not just entering different periods of gestation and rebirth? Learning how to manuver ourselves to survive, perhaps making big changes to fit in and manage? Absolutely.
Such is the way of our very being.
I find this beautiful and mysterious. Unique in it's own complexity though we ourselves not held to a candle by anyone. We are the vast speck in this Universe- unknown, unseen, only caught up in our own sucess', failures, until, we too, become apart of our home, again, drawn to our mother.
I am drawn to her. Appreciating my time with her although she is failing in health and badly wounded. Not here, at least, not here where she has given me this place of solitude. I rake my feet over her soft texture and smile, assuring my birth is known and my thanks submitted.
This is what I leave you for now.
~WS
Twas the day before Christmas
Seriously?
I was chatting with ~BurtanTae (https://www.deviantart.com/burtantae) and he said "Happy Christmas eve" and I just spaced out on him, dumbfounded it's almost the end of 2009.
This journal is really an update- so if you don't like long drawn out venting, just skip this long middle paragraph and to the end that probably mostly applies to you.
My grandfather had to have surgery for his heart to put a new valve in because one of them was 75% clogged. I was worried about him but I knew he'd be okay. I don't get to visit him that much because my aunt feels it's inappropriate, and I do agree. He's cut up down the middle and also is rather out of it and it's hard to se
Fall
FINALLY.
Today is the first official day of Fall. Of course, here where I live, that hardly applies but still, I can at least pretend it's cooler. Lol
Things so far are going pretty well for me. ~BurtanTae (https://www.deviantart.com/burtantae) and I are still so strong as a couple. I do so much love being with him in my different life story I'm reading and developing. It's good to have a co author, lol.
Recently, I've started to take better care of myself for the long haul. More specifically
I'm telling you all I've started taking a medication to curb my anxiety, stress and depression. It's something I was heavily deadset against when starting therapy but I realize how m
A,B, C as easy as 1,2,3
Such is life and death, honestly.
Well, as everyone knows-
I'm back from vacation :D I have been for about three days. I'm sure y'all were horrible, sloppy messes without me, eh?
Okay, nobody REALLY cares about that :P
Michael Jackson died today at 50 of a cardiac arrest. As a musically trained person I only really miss the Michael as a performer and singer, not so much the person himself. As a child, adorable and had an amazingly powerful voice. As an adult, though pushed to the extreme, incredible dancing skills and a voice that could seriously liven up every party.
Sounds shallow, yeah, but really, isn't that how most of us feel about
Summer Breeze
...makes me feel finnnnee, blowin' thru the Jasmine of my mmiinnnnddd <3
heading off to Sanibel Island for four days of a much needed vacation. I'm going with ~BurtanTae (https://www.deviantart.com/burtantae) and his family so it will be really enjoyable to spend so much time with my boy and get to know the rest of them a little better. I'm not taking my computer because Lord knows I need to restrain myself from it for a few days.
Well, anyway, see y'all Monday!
I'll bring ya back a conch x3
Love and howls,
~FM :shamrock:
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