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    Humans have not yet…

    “A scientific observer is unequipped to be neutral unless he studies brain evolution in the human species and the brain evolution of other species. Until an observer has learned the structure of his own central nervous system and how it operates, where it came from, and compares it to that of other species, he cannot adequately understand his relative position on the planet Earth.” “As we show in more detail elsewhere in this book, the Cetacea have demonstrated a capacity to survive far longer than we have on this planet. Insofar as can be determined by paleontological evidence, the cetaceans have had large brains equal to and larger than ours…

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    A Can of Tuna

    She looks at the can of tuna that she can’t bring herself to eat. “Why?” she asks herself inwardly. It’s incredibly good to eat, this. The omega 3’s alone are a huge component missing from much of the food we all eat. It comes in high levels with this powerful food. It is the same for seaweed used for skin cleansing, tightening and for food and yet our pollution still finds it. It has changed everything. For so long, we didn’t even know what a terrible thing mercury was or that it causes cancer in humans. Now that we know, we avoid it in thermometers. Thanks to the digital age,…

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    Dare To Turn The Page

    The crackle and spit are enough to wake anyone from sleep, let alone someone who has been through this devastation before. He wakes with a start and looks about the room. It is still dark though the beginnings for daylight are underway. He must have slept late. The ribbons of grey arrive to his nose long before his eyes spot them. It is what he feared. The smoke announces above the shouting voices that there is yet another fire. What works of art will be in this one? He walks to the window to see. Stacks and stacks of paintings, artwork, books and rolled up paper are stoked in the…

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    A Little Talk with Nature

    The green canopy seemed to have only one small entrance in. Leaves of all colors of green shapes and sizes hang about the area on the edge of the parking lot. The arched doorway beckons on to arrive in this forest that sits in the midst of much city pavement. The birds, chipmunks, and squirrels all announce their discontent at a new human visitor. Steps forward reveal the robins digging in the middle of the carefully blazed trail for yet another worm as the one that resides in his beak is not enough for his family’s meal. The birds fly off but not far, lighting on branches to see if…

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    Green and Cold

    “How was it?” He asks pulling her in for an embrace that envelops her. “Green and cold,” she responds without a pause, “And amazing!” “Do tell,” he encourages as they sit across from each other at the little breakfast table. Outside the bay window announces the state of pink on the azalea bushes, the dogwoods wave their white blooms contributing to his welcome home greeting. “That place is so stark. There is nothing but green grass and stone all the way up the road. The skies are so gray that all the different shades of green become brilliant without the slightest amount of light. Church steeple after steeple, sheep grazing…

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    Gatsby…

    Is this not a famous quote or what? (521 highlights on the Kindle…when relatively speaking, few are technology driven to read this one…that number is small.) He smiled understandingly – much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced – or seemed to face – the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself,…

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    Cosmic Conversation

    “Why are they coming to you, Mars? You would think with their constant obsession with tits and curves of a woman, that they would be more interested in the likes of my place instead.” “They aren’t coming to your house. You want to know why? Because they are a little bit scared of what you would do. You might harbor something that none of them are really ready for.” “Me? Harbor something? Like these mountains with cascading waterfalls? Now, tell me why I would do a strange thing like that?” “It’s not water that frightens them, Venus. You know that.” “What is it then?” “Alien beings.” “Aliens? Seriously?” “Yes, seriously.…