~I'm having a random and "emo" moment, please bear with me.~
I like the ocean and the things living in it. It's almost like our world, but bursting with extra colour, and vibrancy and life. Perhaps it is just the illusion that water supports things...but I like it nontheless. I suppose if I had more access to the ocean - like living by the beach for instance - I would be out there, more often but, being a city kid born and bred I have to content myself with aquariums and tanks.
It's not half bad, really and if I get over the fact that the animals are being imprisoned inside...I find that I rather like to look at aquariums and tanks containing various oceaninc creatures. It is both interesting and relaxing. But what I like to notice, most often are the little hermit crabs and various species of sea-worms. I look at them and the way they scurry about their lives, as much a part of the bustling life on the coral-reef as they are distant and separate from it. I look at their houses and they way they live. Hermit crabs, of course live for their whole lives within the safety of their "borrowed" shells, often decorated with poisonous anemone (for they are ones who like their privacy) and sea worms, if you do not already know, make some of the strongest, deepest and most quaint looking burrows out of random materials that form a significant portion of "coral" reefs.
I would like really like that sometimes. To live in my own secluded area that I can truly call a place of my own. SOmewhere where I'll be safe - safe from the Voices, safe from the world...safe from intrusion. Just a small place that I can crawl back into and hide, and at the same time, be able to partake in the hustle and bustle of life around me. But at my leisure. It's a very nice thought, I think. And most comfortable as well and sometimes...just sometimes, when I am in my bed and curled up under my comforters I close my eyes and pretend I am in my own little burrow. A secure shell, protected by my regiment of anemones.
And then I would be safe. Safe from the Voices, safe from the world...safe from intrusions. People would say that sometimes intrusion is needed and I agree. But I cannot help but stress on the word "sometimes". There's no point in intrusion, when I cannot do anything about it. It just makes it worse, and there are times when all intrusions are dangerous, and all intrusions are scary.
I am a hermit crab without a shell, my body is soft and vulnerable, and at the mercy of anything.
But if I lived in a shell, with a poisonous anemone guarding my entrance...now that would be another story...
It's rather strange really, considering how if you approached me out of nowhere and asked me
"If you could be any sea-creature in the world, what would it be and why?"
I'd most likely reply "SEAL!" in a hearbeat "Because they get to experience the best of both worlds!" But I suppose if I really think about it...I would have to go for a Hermit Crab or a Sea Worm. Not one of the most glamarous or coolest choices, I must admit...but if I think about it...and really think about it...seals are way too communal and friendly for comfort and a man needs his privacy.
~Perhaps I'm secretly more anti-social and depraved than I thought possible~
PEACE OUT
