Various thoughts 

an obsession 

I am not an obsessive type, until it comes to the destruction of my favorite apex predator, Ursus Maximus. These massive animals embody all the complexity of the natural world. Their stunning form, beautifully adapted to the scheme of things, lends them the ability to live in environments hostile to most other mammals. They inhabit and thrive in two worlds, the surface of the earth and the waters below. Of course viewing them in a zoo tank only allows us to see how they desport in confinement, but clearly they have an ingrained desire to move and play underwater.

And play is something core to my existence. I’ve read about it, written about it, found myself craving it, especially in these, I gotta say, dark times. Seems our nation has lost any sense of life as a game, one you don’t really need to win to enjoy. But that’s another topic altogether. If only I could, I would free these bears, but to where? To an emperiled habitat? What the hell have we done? Or more to the point – what the hell ARE WE GOING TO DO?

But if you want to lighten the vibe a bit, check out my blogs on PLAY here…

 

Test

Test

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The Agony and the Ecstasy

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