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I had been studying the creatures that I encountered and had been quite content to do so. Everything seemed so new and unique. I was trying to understand these adaptations and specialized evolutionary qualities. Like why does a creature need eyes on its back and teeth on its face? What conditions made this a favorable mutation. Once again I had allowed my focus to blind me from how the see had been changing. This seemed to be a common theme in the see. It was as if the see amplified any thoughts or emotions and put blinders up to the rest of existence. I had to consider the possibility that the see was as aware of me as I was of it. My fascination with these ideas had done just that because as my consciousness shifted back outward, I became acutely aware of the change in my surroundings. There were thousands and thousands of new creatures. Most of them very brightly colored and elaborate. They were so numerous it was almost shocking. Obviously this species had done very well for itself. Thriving in this part of the see for many years. These creatures which I named “Spunges” tended to group up together in clusters, some times sharing meals and cross breeding. I t appeared that most of these creatures were capable of free movement in some way, at least in short distances, but it became apparent that the majority of them preferred to be stationary and locked fast to the smooth and predictable surfaces of the see floor. I had been quietly observing to this point, and I decided to go in a little closer to one group and inspect the incredible details of their markings. A chill ran through me when I got closer. As I looked my gaze passed beyond the spunges and to the see floor. Its smooth surface was made of the carcasses of countless other spunges packed in so tight as to become a solid mass. To my surprise one of these spunges was still alive and it spoke! Images
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The final words of the old Spunge were still echoing in my mind as I left. He had said that many of the younger Spunges had learned to live with the invaders. Some of the parts of the stream had been over run by those from the Over See and could no longer provide a substantial meal to the Spunges. Other parts of the stream had become resistant to the invaders and these were where the Spunges had found their piece. However, the cut throat attitude that survival had played catalyst to still prevailed and sometimes bred conflict. I passed such a place as I traveled and bore witness to one of these confrontations. It seemed that one spunge had created a new pattern for himself and was using it to pull a meal from the stream. This appeared to be the easiest way for a spunge to get a meal that might feed him for a substantial amount of time. However another Spunge who was close by saw the success he was having and tried to join in by imitation. They clashed as the original Spunge ex |
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“Who are you?” The voice demanded. “You don’t look like you’re from around here.” I was very startled since I had just discovered what the floor was made of only to find that these creatures which appeared dead had merely been covered by the next generation of stronger and more elaborate spunges and it would seem they were providing most of the nourishment to the new generation. Finally the initial shock wore off and I responded “I am Salt, I come from far away.” “What has happened to you?” The old spunge, who could not remember his name or if he even ever had one, told me the story of how the spunges had once thrived and lived in total harmony,. He spoke of a beginning and of great evolutions and growths. Spunges would thrive and give birth to more, each generation a little stronger and larger than the last. It had seemed for a time that this explosion of life and creation would have no end. Until the attack. The attack happened so quickly and with such incredible force that t |
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David Makalaster: wow that metallic shine you have on this piece is amazing... was that from the color, or a sort or glaze? really amazing stuff, i love it.
8/2/2008 3:58 PM |
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PaKoH: pretty cool yo...
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sick JD: nice 2 see some new stuff it looks great. 8/2/2008 6:30 PM |
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Freeek: gotta love it! yeah we'll hook up soon and get down on the torch! i'll see you at the classic!
8/2/2008 7:06 PM |
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^^^ Chris Carlson: love the flow of this one, the hooks are nice, gives some fluidity to the rigidness.. 8/3/2008 10:34 AM |
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Dom: Awesome evolution in your pieces. And so much detail. I could stare at each pic for hours.
8/3/2008 8:06 PM |
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everyone can SEA Interdimensional1: that you are one creative dude! 8/4/2008 11:33 AM |
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Merc: Wow!!! Great direction family!!! Love it!!
8/4/2008 12:35 AM |
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--- Voorhees: I love these things, so unique! 8/5/2008 4:17 PM |
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ahhh XL: this pieces are super sick, but do you sleep at night becouse this shit is a little scary man, rilly it kinda creeps me out...its kinda like a scary movie it scares the crap out of you but you just cant stop watching.. ahhh sooo..!!! i guess you killed two bird with one stone well maby even three you wrote a novell made glass piece and made a scary movie all in one. mad props, i rilly like the work. 8/7/2008 12:44 AM |
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i love story time>>>> kidO: ..... 8/11/2008 6:02 PM |
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your peices are dope Shad West Coast: sea not see...love your color applications,and your story 8/14/2008 10:19 AM |