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The Smile and the Frown that were swallowed by a Crocodile…

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An elemental Frown

wore a serendipitous gown

and danced with a Smile all around

 

They flowed through the night–

what a breathtaking sight–

if only there was enough light

 

Eventually,the Frown was kissed by the Smile

It was most definitely worthwhile

until both were swallowed by an enormous crocodile

 

The crocodile swam west

as his gastric juices began to digest

(and inside his stomach muscles)both were depressed

 

The crocodile choked

The two were ejected,soaked

Happily,as they ran away,they were very stoked

 

Though both were together,the Frown disappeared

and a Grin kissed a Smile next to his beard

(while the crocodile hunted,just as we feared)

 

As for the croc,well,he inherited Frown’s prior frustration

as he slowly died of starvation

Now,museum kept,he’s under sterling preservation

 

One mean, old Croc! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

One mean, old Croc! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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America’s wrong direction…

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If we all did more regarding green energy, if we all wrote emails (concerning cleaning up the environment) to the White House and to our Congressmen… then our little planet would have a chance.

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Excerpt from E.E.Cummings:

so rah-rah-rah democracy
let’s all be as thankful as hell
and bury the statue of liberty
(because it begins to smell)

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On the other side of nowhere

while everyone believes they’re somewhere

they numbly make their children(and nature)waltz completely out of time

and voting to ruin the environment is not a crime

Standing with you. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Standing with you. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Standing with you. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Standing with you. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Can one decide to meditate?…

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One has read blogs (recently) wherein those composing them write about meditation as if it is something that one can make one’s mind do… as if one can decide to do it (like turning a light switch on or off).   Real meditation is not what one can decide to do.  The accumulation of knowledge, as the past, cannot (under any circumstances) decide to be what it is not.  Any planned or deliberate meditation is not real meditation.  Charlatans abound, however, who are all too willing to tell you how to meditate.   (It must be very easy to mesmerize yourself, in a rather self-hypnotic way, and then be all too willing to encourage others to do the same with themselves.)  There is no “how” to real meditation.  If it takes place, it is like a sudden spontaneous silence or quietude that was not (in any way) preplanned and brought about by a mental blueprint or calculated procedure.  It may happen when one is walking through a wooded area, or when moving occurs from one room to another, or when sitting (without motive) takes place for a while on the back porch steps.  When a bundle of memories, as the accumulated past — called thinking — decide to meditate, what they strive for is loaded with reactions of motive and acquisition.  Whatever they reacted to become is an obtrusion of thought that projects with — and reinforces — a learned reaction constituting an image of “me” or “I,” which is itself another extension of thought/thinking.  Deciding to sit down and meditate (for any motive), via a learned procedure, merely strengthens the fallacious “I” and its supposed ability (which it really does not have) to alter consciousness to a true and profound silence.  The known cannot decide to be the unknown.  Conditioned reactions, even sophisticated ones, cannot decide to be the unconditioned.

Awareness can — without the separative nonsense of an “I” apart from and controlling “its” thoughts — function with thinking, and if intelligence functions without calculated, separative psychological nonsense, then perhaps real meditation, without effort, may actually (naturally) occur.  However, one cannot decide to meditate any more than one can decide to have — or be — an insight.  Neither can one decide to be what humility is.

Another thing that people have been posting about is how they are so sure that everything in their world will turn out to be rosy and wonderful.  Fanciful ideas!   Because of underlying fears, many have an indoctrinated belief (either on the surface or deeper in their psychological unconscious) that a deity somehow is benevolently pulling the strings for things that go on in their world.   Their security blankets, born out of fear (stemming from thinking and psychological time), are their beliefs.  Fear, in people, is often buried in the hideaway of concocted belief.  These beliefs, unfortunately, often encourage waiting for some future after-death utopia or some external power (to make things better in time).  I am suggesting that we grow up (from those blankets), face the fears without separation, and not presume that God created this universe (and continues to manipulate it); (one is not suggesting that the sacred does not exist… on the contrary!).  Additionally, if you actually want real security, perceive (without mere imagery) what is actually taking place, and act (don’t merely react) with intelligence and care.   Perhaps you could write (like i have done many times) to governments, asking them to curtail nuclear armaments, fossil- fuels, and wars.  Do environmentally friendly things, join the Sierra Club (or other such environmental groups), work for a more peaceful, environmentally cleaner world, do more and more green things, actually help life, and then maybe things will be truly wonderful.

Only in pairs (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Only in pairs (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Only in pairs (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Only in pairs (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Love transcends separation…

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In watching, there is (ordinarily) the watcher and the watched.  The watcher, as he or she was taught, feels separate from what is being observed.  This also occurs when psychological/emotional phenomena manifest… as when one thinks that one “has” jealousy, but thinks that one is not the actual jealousy.

In profound awareness, the so-called central “I” or “me” does not — as the learned image that it is — exist.  Then, an altogether different relationship may manifest… wherein there is no separation between the watcher and the watched.  Then, an ingrained, inherited kind of friction and conflict ends.  Then, there may be real integrity without any piecemeal disorder.  For such integrity to take place, there must be instantaneous transcendence beyond the ordinary and mundane.  When one looks at a bee, for instance (in beautiful nature), one is not, of course, actually the wings and the antennae; however, the patterns and the image (and, perhaps, the essence) of the bee are not at all separate from what one is.  One need not always robotically label the bee (or whatever creature it is) as per what species or type of organism it is, but may look without mechanical memory and separation.  Love transcends separation and mechanical categorization.

Transcending separation (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Transcending separation (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Transcending separation (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Transcending separation (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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Love…

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Profound love is like humility… one cannot know that one has it.  One can suspect that it may be there, but considering (in depth) about oneself “having love” is a bit of a narcissistic action and, as such, negates love; additionally, love is not a possession (so is not what one can merely “have.”)  Real love is not (whatsoever) what is measurable; love has an essence of immeasurability.

Unfortunately, the so-called love that many are involved with pertains to images that they have about others (and about other things).  These images, however,  are what composes their minds from patterns absorbed from the past (and held as the accumulated past).  Love, involving absorbed and learned images, is usually very superficial and limited.  Profound love is not, for example, a learned and absorbed image (called “I” or “me”) subsequently associating itself with another image called, for instance, (her).  A relationship between two learned, fragmentary images is not much of a relationship at all.  Love goes beyond the fabricated walls of mental images and psychological symbols.   Love is not possession, attachment, nor identification.  Profound love may exist when the ego (the image of self) is not.  Merely identifying the image of self with other living things is not love.  Profound love transcends fragmentation, is eternal, and is beyond the ordinary patterns in time (and of time).   Timelessness is an immeasurability beyond self-fabrication.

Harmony (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Harmony (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Harmony (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Harmony (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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Beyond Sadness…

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Happiness is

          a stringed balloon

tied to a kite

          that flies so noon

 

Sadness is

          a melancholy frown

that never looks up

          and always looks down

 

Wisdom is

          a tiny winged creature

that sprung from a worm

          without the sermon’s preacher

Tiny 'n Winged (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tiny ‘n Winged (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tiny 'n Winged (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tiny ‘n Winged (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Once upon an if

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Once upon an if

                    possibilities happened

among all probabilities

                    entwined in dull securities

 

Twice upon a flower

                    within vase and water

away from fellow meadow bloomers

                    close to drunken baby boomers

 

Thrice upon a never

                    love’s blanket enfolds all

unknownst to feigning pretenders 

                    beyond the cruel offenders

 

Countless upon an always

                    far from cold pugnacity

joyful in sublimity

                    splendid in divinity

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eternalfountainofyouth.com

Countless Upon an Always (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Countless Upon an Always (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Countless Upon an Always (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Countless Upon an Always (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Six-Legged Santa! (The Santa of the insect domain lands on our roof!)

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Merry Christmas to all of you two-legged, four-legged, and six-legged friends!  🙂

Santa is real…  real love and giving!   Anyone can be the Santa of others.

[Interesting how Santa, when we were very young, was something to get excited about and cherish.  Then, as we get older, many see Santa as being something rather spurious and unreal.  This has connotations that spill over into spirituality and religion.  Many people do not (really) feel that anything truly mysterious and magical (as a sacred phenomenon) can exist.  Deep inquiry, in this regard, is often considered to be a waste of time by many.   Disbelief can be as blinding as mindless belief; insight goes beyond these.]

Happy Holidays!

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To function only as mere secondary after-effects… what is that?  Most of us always function as responses to stimuli… one response (or set of responses) after another.  Thinking about things involves responses to stimuli.  Recognizing things constitutes responses to stimuli.  These responses are reactions.  They are much like the reaction when the leg jerks after the knee is tapped with a soft mallet.  Most of us are conditioned responses in a cause/effect continuum.  Conditioned responses (as effects), occurring in (and “as”) a sequence, is time.  Thinking is time; thinking and time are not two separate things.

Can consciousness function without merely always being one series of reactions (in sequence) after another?  Can the mind be aware without merely reacting, recognizing, labeling, and without merely seeing from an image of self?  Can a wise mind exist without constantly being a myriad of effects due to a myriad of causes?  To answer these questions adequately, what will one do?  Will one answer them by way of reaction?

Can thought, when it is not needed — and, oftentimes, it is not necessary — not habitually function in (and “as”) the mind?  If it is thought that merely answers the aforementioned question, is the question being intelligently answered?  Does love go beyond mere thought and time?  

 If one’s love is a mere reaction — formulated to get something in return, contrived to get some kind of result for one’s personal self — is it partial and, therefore, not profound and not very substantial at all?  Love exists when the image of self is not.  It takes time and thought to concoct an image of self (with all the associated desires and fears).  Profound love is timeless.

Six-legged Santa! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Six-legged Santa! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Six-legged Santa! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Six-legged Santa! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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The Limitation of Experience

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Many of us go through existence presupposing things and assuming so many things because of the way we were taught (i.e., because of the way we absorbed patterns from others).  We need to question more.  We need to question things deeply, wisely, and passionately.  There is a real art to questioning.  One can easily fabricate superficial questions that are not of great meaning and depth.  However, asking essential (fundamental) questions concerning the very essence of life and existence…. is not what a lot of people engage in.  Many are caught in a rut, and their lack of significant questions keeps them in that rut.  Often, when such people ask questions, the questions are a mere reflection of the limitation that they exist in (and “as”).  To be trapped in a morass and just remain there — without ever realizing that one is trapped — is a sad thing; such may be the lot of many.

We take for granted that experience and knowledge — which is the accumulation of patterns over sequential time — is the one and only modus operandi that all of us must function in (and “as”) in order to succeed and prosper.  Few of us ever really question as to whether there is an additional alternative.  Many who evolved to realize that there is value in quietness and silence have (for the most part, unfortunatly) made this so-called silence into another form of “experience.”  Along these lines, people (for the most part) practice methodologies — given to them by others — to attain so-called quietness or silence.  However, it may be that any methodology or practice devised to achieve silence — via following procedures — is erroneous, if sequential patterns (no matter what they are) cannot, when practiced, produce what is truly beyond time and sequential paradigms.  It may be that calculated causes and effects cannot produce what is beyond mere “cause and effect.”

Experiencing things often is a good, prudent thing.  The truly wise mind, however, also goes beyond mere experience, doing so without any effort or methodology.  (Engaging in experiencing is largely habitual, and one does not always have to depend upon habits.  Deep intelligence doesn’t always merely remain as habits.)  Experiencing things (in the ordinary way) involves recognition, reaction, labeling, interpretation, categorization, and (often) opinion-making.  Experiencing, for so many, involves the repetitive recognition of patterns via stored (old) memory.  If this takes place (ceaselessly), as it does in so many, then the “old,” the “past,” dictates current consciousness; there can be no renewal nor alive freshness in a mind merely bound to the old past in such a way.  Often, on the other hand, the wise mind newly (i.e., without dependence on the “old”) perceives (without psychological space between an observer and what is seen).  Oftentimes, one can sagaciously look without mere separation, recognition, labeling, and reaction.  Oftentimes, for example, one can joyfully walk where there are beautiful flowers, being fully aware of them just by simply (effortlessly) looking (and deeply seeing their shape and color), but one need not necessarily label them as being beautiful, need not codify them as being flowers, need not see them from a “center” that is separate, nor classify them as being of a certain species.  

The intelligent mind that questions fundamentally and prudently often functions as “experiencing” and “labeling” precisely, accurately, and compassionately; such a mind also often effortlessly goes beyond mere experiencing.  Sequential, fragmentary patterns, for such a mind, fade into the background and there is a wholeness beyond the fabrications of man, beyond mere acquisition, and beyond mere causality.  (This may sound esoteric or exotic, but it is really very simple, involving real integrity.)  There is real bliss when psychological fragmentation and piecemeal acquisition ends; ironically, those stuck only in the sequential patterns of experience remain there to often contend with inevitable monotony and boredom.  One can try to escape the superficial in so many ways, by so many different experiences.  However, one cannot escape the superficial via endlessly more of the superficial.  

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[Note:  The photo is of a Softshell Turtle.  Their shells are soft and rubbery; they are very aquatic; they have pointed heads, are quite flat, and they are very elusive.]

Softshell Turtle. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Softshell Turtle. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Turtles Airborne someday soon!

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Being in the water

                              is our domain

Being out of the water

                              is our domain

We can’t (as a species) fly yet

                              but we are certainly considering the possibilities!

 

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[Please… don’t laugh about the possibility of “flying, airborne turtles.”  In reality, from what one has seen so far, many people are a lot less likely to fundamentally change away from the self-deceptive, standard, run-of-the-mill, crass, bourgeois mentality… than the occurence of turtles evolving to fly.]

 Who knows: Those huge webbed feet could be turned into wings over time! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Who knows: Those huge webbed feet could be turned into wings over time! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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The Curtain lies… between here and there…

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What is distance?  There is distance between you and another living organism.  There is distance between yesterday and today.  There is distance between one cloud in the sky and another.  However, is there really separation?  There is, for instance, distance between your index finger and your ring finger.  However, is your index finger really something separate from your ring finger?   When I was very young, I used to be an avid fisherman… until I realized that the distance of the fishing line did not contribute to any separation whatsoever.  Supposedly separate countries (that are divided up upon this globe), by man-made demarcations, might not be in such friction with each other if they deeply saw the interconnection involving all.  Separate islands, for example, may seem very separate until one probes deeper and perceives how (under the water surface) they actually connect and are one.

Many people were taught that they control their thoughts from a distance (or from something separate).  However, the actuality of the matter is that there is no distance (or even separation) between the thinker and the thoughts (if the thinker is part of thought — is a protrusion of thought — which it is).  How we perceive is often (or usually) dictated by (and shaped by) thought.  Many perceive — both internally and (therefore) externally — with a learned separation that is fragmentary, erroneous, self-oriented, and rather robotic.   (We are not talking about foolishly blending in and walking into walls here; we are discussing about going beyond inelegant, unevolved perceptions.)  Many of us “think” that we are very modern and sophisticated; but the fact may be that we are still very barbarous, deeply primitive, and crude (with gross separation and archaic division drilled into our psyches).  Look, for instance, (and read the current news) at what humans are doing in the world.  We can do better.

Soldier Beetles patrolling the area. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Soldier Beetles patrolling the area. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

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On the nature of nature…

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It is great to go out and enjoy nature, being very appreciative of all that nature offers.  There is tremendous beauty and order in nature.  Even the more brutal, violent things that occur in (and “as”) nature are part of a larger, overall order that is truly immense.  Those who are not at all interested in nature, who are not interested in the outdoors and in the many diverse plants and animals, are not to be envied; they are missing something in their lives; really, a life without “life” may not be much of a life at all.

When one experiences nature, how does one experience it?  If one merely experiences it as an outside “observer,” then there is a very good chance that one is looking with distance and separation.  However, if one looks passionately, deeply, without the contamination from the way that one was supposedly “educated,” then there may be real perception, real contact and relationship with (and “as”) what nature is.  Then you and nature are not merely two separate things.  Nature is alive; but if you look at it through a bunch of dead (learned and absorbed) images, are you really perceiving the immensity of nature?   It is easy to look via distance and separation, and with learned, dead concepts and say, “Oh yes, indeed, I am one with nature, one with the whole!”  However, that may be rather meaningless unless one profoundly goes beyond what was instilled in (and “as”) one throughout the past.  With (and “as”) the past is how most of us view nature.  We look with preconceived symbols, stiff images, learned distance and separation, labels, and lifeless concepts absorbed in the past…  and so we are not really looking much at all; instead, our perceiving is contaminated.  Our very concept of self — that thinks it is doing the looking — is (in itself) a learned, separate, rather defunct thought/set of thoughts. 

Interestingly, through intense awareness and keen insight, if one gets to that point (which really isn’t a “point” at all, by the way), then one is beyond where boredom, depression, and indifference can take a hold.  Without being dependent upon dead, internal images and symbols, one is where real life, fortunately enough, truly blossoms, just as it does in profound nature.  Then one doesn’t need to take mind-altering drugs or cling to artificial, unnatural, man-made things, leaders, and systems.  (Many, unfortunately, are like walking graveyards, and they don’t even realize it.)  Then — unlike most, who were taught to cling to (and supposedly live as) dead symbols, musty conceptual images, and stagnant, repetitive patterns — one is where real living flowers.  Then one doesn’t even need to constantly experience nature (or constantly experience anything, for that matter)… because there exists a flowing vitality, immensity, and intensity that is beyond (at times) the need for images, experiences, and “absorbing more and more, and still more.”

Silver-spotted Skipper (or something beyond a mere label). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Silver-spotted Skipper (or something beyond a mere label). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Snakes Alive! :0 Multi-Photo…

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A lot of people were taught to (and also innately) fear and hate snakes.  All my life i’ve admired them for their true beauty and excellence (as some of God’s amazing creatures).  When Steve Irwin died, i cried and cried and cried; for he was a brilliant and wonderful spokesman for the true beauty and joy of snakes/spiders and similar creatures.   Steve was such a supreme spokesperson for all of life’s amazing wildlife.  When he died young… a lot of species — here on this earth where many animals are cruelly abused — lost their most important, kindhearted friend.  

When very young, i used to briefly catch snakes just to admire them; then i’d release them back into the greenery.  We had a large family picnic recently, and i purchased a lot of rubber/plastic snakes for the young boys of the family (of which there are many).  While purchasing them, the cashier at the store cringed, and stated that she hated snakes.  She then went on to say that she and her mother recently killed one that was in her mother’s yard.  Many people kill snakes when they see one.   I informed her that there are really no poisonous snakes in northern Illinois  — the Massasauga is basically extinct and is illegal to kill if found — and that snakes are very beneficial in that they eat disease carrying vermin such as rats and mice.

Below are a few photos of a large Bullsnake that was in our yard recently.  It gave off a wonderful fake rattling sound when it was curled around some dried leaves (at one point).  It was beginning to shed its skin, so i grabbed it by the tail and moved it to where it could safely get under our gazebo.  It was large and awesome… a beautiful, incredible animal!     😉

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Bullsnake (1)... by Thomas Peace 2013

Bullsnake (1)… by Thomas Peace 2013

Bullsnake (2)... by Thomas Peace 2013

Bullsnake (2)… by Thomas Peace 2013

Bullsnake (3)... by Thomas Peace 2013

Bullsnake (3)… by Thomas Peace 2013

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Photo of 300 Million Year Old Damselfly Fossil that I found…

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Here’s a photo of a 300 million year old fossil of a Damselfly that I found in the Mazon Creek area (of Illinois).  Mazon Creek is world famous for the soft bodied fossils of animals and plants from the Pennsylvanian Period.

The entire piece is a little over 6 inches wide.  The Damselfly is  toward the lower right section, is facing right, with its hind-end abdomen (on the left, tilting down below the wings).  If you look closely at the fossil, under the head to the right, you can see little fossilized legs; these legs were (apparently) kicking at the time when the insect became entrapped in mud or sediment (hence the darker impression under the head from the kicking/struggling).  There are sections with Pennsylvanian foliage, also fossilized on the piece.

I mentioned the fossil in the comment section of Jerry Stolarski’s blog… and he requested that I post a photo of it.  So here it is…

300 Million Year Old Damsel Fly fossil Thomas Peace c. 2013

300 Million Year Old Damsel Fly fossil Thomas Peace c. 2013

Below is a photo of Damselflies in a mating ritual.  Note that, after millions of years of evolution, their abdomens are a lot thinner and streamlined.  Why would that be advantageous?   Well, it could enable them to fly better… and it would prevent their great enemy from getting a lot of extra nourishment… thus keeping their enemy’s population down!

Damsel fly mating ritual Thomas Peace c. 2013

Damsel fly mating ritual Thomas Peace c. 2013

Below:   Their archenemy not getting as much nourishment 300 million years later!   (I’ll post some pics of spiders in 55 million year old Baltic Amber in the future.)

Spider & Damsel fly by Thomas Peace c. 2013

Spider & Damsel fly by Thomas Peace c. 2013