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Top 5 things about the ocean?
1: Big. So big. *slaps ocean* this baby can fit so much life.
2: You ever get homesick for no apparent reason? It’s the ocean, your OG home. She’s calling to you.
3: Ok so I love the ocean but I have this very specific fear that makes being on the ocean a little… difficult. I have no problem with the idea of being in the middle of the ocean with no boat, being on a paddle board, or diving in scuba gear, etc. I don’t even have a problem with being on a boat. As long as I’m never inside it anywhere. It’s the very specific fear of being trapped inside a sinking/sunk boat and yes, this includes submarines I hate them. (This follows the trend I have where I get irrationally fearful and dizzy when in a tall building but am fine on a cliffside. It’s man-made stuff.)
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5: I think her relationship with the moon is pretty damn cool.
i love molluscs<3
HEY!!!!!
New fish just dropped.
Bumpy snail fish. Near California. A deep sea fish, and he's like, three inches.
Anyway.
LOOK At HIS LITTLE Smile!!! He is So CUTE!!!!!
i’m neurodivergent about the ocean. which is a big body of salt water.
i’m neurodivergent about big salt water.
Do you think crabs dream? I’ve come to the conclusion that they do. Their dreams are a window to the future as seen through crystal and roiling waves, and they fortell one form that eclipses all others. The future is not the domain of man, or those whose forms we’ve twisted to our own ends. No, instead of the soft peal of chorale music, the energetic yips and yaps of dogs, or the soft churning rumble of cats, the future belongs to the sharp staccato of crab claws. You see, crabs dream, and they dream of domination.
You know I’m really starting to think that the beach is haunted. I mean in hindsight it makes a ton of sense honestly. Think about it for a second, you’ve got all of the washed up shells, and starfish, and snails, and like urchins and crabs and shit. Plus sometimes ray and shark eggs. And they’re all just piled up there in a giant lump. Like can you imagine the sheer number of ghosts? And that’s not even thinking about all the fish and other sealife that die there during the red tide, the died gasping for air, choking on the very waves they once called home. That’s not even thinking about things like mass stranding events or beached whales, or all of the little shore creatures kids have accidentally stepped on at the beach. I mean shit, if I were a hermit crab and my entire career got ended cause some fucking kid chucked me at a rock or stepped on me or something I’d be pretty pissed.
Now, you may be asking, okay cloudy but why would they even haunt the beach just cause their shells and corpses ended up there. And like, yeah fair enough, but consider this:
You’re a fish or a snail or something, all of your life has been spent roaming the best hand depth of the sea, but one day you die, and that’s like fine you know? You’re just a little guy and honestly your life expectancy wasn’t so great anyway, so you’re pretty chill with being dead. You drift for a bit and wait to be returned to the food chain. Only that doesn’t happen, instead it’s suddenly too dry, and hot, and the sand is scraping you apart piece by minute piece. You, as much as you can be conscious, being dead and all, are kinda freaking the fuck out. What’s even worse though is that you can tell you’re not alone, in fact there’s others like you, stuck in place and boiling and terrified, and the ocean is right there! But you can’t move, you can only wait and watch, and scream or chitter or whatever it is you do. Except you can’t even do that, because you’re dead. So you join the silently terrified masses, you hope it ends soon, you even dare to think it will. You’re wrong, you’re just out of reach of the high tide, you won’t be set to rest or returned to the sea anytime soon. Worse still, you can hear something approaching you, and feel the sharp crunching noises of those around you being shattered. And great fleshy mouth(?) reaches down to grab you, and brings you before a ghastly eye, the same color as the shells around you. You’re tilted this way and that before you’re shoved somewhere else, somewhere dark. You can feel yourself moving away from the pile, and for a second you’re relived. It doesn’t last long, you feel the sea getting further and further away…
So yeah anyway, just keep the ghosts that weren’t pretty enough to take home In mind when you visit the beach, cause that shit is haunted to hell and back.
Is there a shark tumblr? Can someone please just like, infodump to me extensively about them? Or send me sites with good shark facts? I want to go down a shark rabbit-hole. (While sharks are my main focus rn this goes for all aquatic life, feel free to just drop me facts about ocean stuff you think I should know. I don’t know enough about ocean stuff)
(The tags on this are terrible, I don’t know how to tag stuff)
