Oh, the places I find when I go geocaching. I love trees.
“You haven’t the least or feeblest conception of being here, and now, and alone, and yourself. Why (you ask) should anyone want to be here, when (simply by pressing a button) anyone can be in fifty places at once? How could anyone want to be now, when anyone can go whening all over creation with the twist of a knob? What could induce anyone to desire aloneness, when billions of so-distant [so-called] dollars are mercifully squandered by a good and great government lest anyone anywhere should ever for a single instant feel alone? As for being yourself - why on earth should you be yourself; when instead of being yourself you can be a hundred, or a thousand, or a hundred thousand thousand, other people? The very thought of being oneself in an epoch of interchangeable selves must appear supremely ridiculous.”
— E. E. Cummings
NOT PHOTOSHOPPED
Underwater model Hannah Fraser swims with a whale shark in Oslob, Philippines, for a one-of-a-kind photo-session. The stunt was the brainchild of US photographers Shawn Heinrichs and Kristian Schmidt. Picture: Shawn Heinrichs / Barcroft Media
Sure it’s not photoshopped. It’s worse. The whale sharks are being fed frozen shrimp. That’s why they are ‘posing’. It is a one-of-a-kind photo session, but what is it promoting? An unsustainable tourism practice? An unrealistic perception of whale sharks, and whale shark interactions?
I have written about the subject before… I guess what I hope to get across this time is less about the sharks and more about our perception. Let’s think about the consequences, instead of accepting it as it is. Question things, look beyond the obvious. Take action. Just because it’s printed in the papers doesn’t mean that it’s ok.
I’m just a spirit trying to be human.
Breathe Owl Breathe
Hello friends!
Lookin for help. I saw Breathe Owl Breathe last night and they were absolutely beautiful. My favorite song they played was one that I’m unfamiliar with, and I’m having trouble finding it online. The only lyric I remember is I saw the ferns move (that’s what it sounded like to me anyway).
If anybody could ID the song for me, I’d really appreciate it!
Seeking out the poor quarters where the ragged people go, looking for the places only they would know.
