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The whaling days

Once upon a time about two weeks ago, I used to feel kinship to certain public figures. Mainly human. Like, “Today I feel as dumb as Larry the Cable guy”. Which on a second thought is not possible as he is so uniquely deranged that no one could ever imitate that. Or one would hope so…
Now on the other hand I feel kinship to different species. Mammals in general and whales in particular. Blue whales. Great big mountains of “carne” floating away, sieving through the ocean of water. To catch the little miniature pebbles that sustain them. I am not quite sure about the floating bit but the sieving sure occurs. On daily basis. And even though I am not feeding my body, the process remains the same. Sieving through immense ocean of information, most of it only good enough to be spat out again but needs to be gone through so I could find those tiny planctonic bits of data that I feel deserve to be stored. The ones that resonate with me. The ones that feel good to be swallowed. The fuel. Occasionally I would try to digest something that sounded good even though it tasted weird… followed by vomiting every time. God bless the good intestines!
Long live the whales. To be continued…