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fantasy animal documentary observation of activity in a burrow section, Mr. and Mrs. Cockchafers are ready to sit down to dinner.

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SSD-1B

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fantasy animal documentary observation of activity in a burrow section, Mr. and Mrs. Cockchafers are ready to sit down to dinner.
[Tilt-Shift Photography] The world above was a distant legend, whispered among Cuties around flickering campfires. They spoke of a sun that had vanished from the sky generations ago, replaced by a colossal fungal overgrowth that blotted out the heavens. What lay beyond this fungal wasteland, none could say for certain. The world outside was a place of myths and nightmares, a place where the air didn't taste of decay, and the earth wasn't a sea of mycelium. Luna's senses were honed to perfection
Little field mice livin' under the house Never eatin' much, tough life for a mouse And if you think you're gonna be spared You're wrong
I noticed even the crickets Were actin' weird up here 'N so I figured I might Just drink a little beer I said, "Gimme summa that what yer suckin' on . . . " But there was no reply Cause she was gone
During the daytime a snail climbs 3 cm up a post, and during the night, falling asleep, accidentally goes down by 2 cm. The post is 10 m high, and a delicious (for the snail) sweet is on its top. In how many days will the snail get the sweet?
[Tilt-Shift Photography] The world above was a distant legend, whispered among Cuties around flickering campfires. They spoke of a sun that had vanished from the sky generations ago, replaced by a colossal fungal overgrowth that blotted out the heavens. What lay beyond this fungal wasteland, none could say for certain. The world outside was a place of myths and nightmares, a place where the air didn't taste of decay, and the earth wasn't a sea of mycelium. Luna's senses were honed to perfection
The Cambrian Explosion of Artificial Intelligence [everything, everywhere, and all at once]
I noticed even the crickets Were actin' weird up here 'N so I figured I might Just drink a little beer I said, "Gimme summa that what yer suckin' on . . . " But there was no reply Cause she was gone
[Tilt-Shift Photography] The world above was a distant legend, whispered among Cuties around flickering campfires. They spoke of a sun that had vanished from the sky generations ago, replaced by a colossal fungal overgrowth that blotted out the heavens. What lay beyond this fungal wasteland, none could say for certain. The world outside was a place of myths and nightmares, a place where the air didn't taste of decay, and the earth wasn't a sea of mycelium. Luna's senses were honed to perfection
[Tilt-Shift Photography] The world above was a distant legend, whispered among Cuties around flickering campfires. They spoke of a sun that had vanished from the sky generations ago, replaced by a colossal fungal overgrowth that blotted out the heavens. What lay beyond this fungal wasteland, none could say for certain. The world outside was a place of myths and nightmares, a place where the air didn't taste of decay, and the earth wasn't a sea of mycelium. Luna's senses were honed to perfection
This shot was taken underwater by me while snorkeling in Corsica . As you can see the poor crab is not entirely happy to see me that close to him - probably fears he will get eaten. How could he know I am vegetarian and don't eat seafood?!
Oh libellule Et toi, t'as les ailes fragiles Moi, moi j'ai la carlingue froissée Mais j'ai chanté tout' la nuit
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