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WaterThe sun glistens off your hide
Blue skies soar over-head
You carve your way through the earth
And the muck makes your bed.
For you take on many forms
In air, land and sea
The more you flow about,
The more your motions gleam.
'Tis the SeasonOn a warm summer eve
came a cool winter breeze
that swept me off my feet
with lovely, graceful ease
You shine like spring morning
and I fall without warning
right into your beauty
like seasons, adoring
A Love Letter.Dear Mine,
I've never really believed in "destiny" or "fate". They were always just words, coincidences do happen after all. That is, until I fell in love with you. Every moment spent together became like something of a dream from which I never wish to wake. Romance never seemed to be in my future, I assumed I would simply carry on alone as I always have...until I had you at my side. Now no journey seems too tiresome.
No one could have possibly foreseen just how much a single year with you has meant to me! In this short amount of time, you've helped shaped me into a better person, and I am eternally grateful to have you in my life!
For even more years to come,
For even more journeys to embark,
For even more dreams to share,
I am yours, and you are mine, I love you!
Forever and always,
Mesozoic Earth Sequence 55The seas of Antarctica. Spring. In the open ocean, a male Taniwhasaurus is signing for a mate. Then, he swims back up take a deep breath,mans dives back down. A female has heard his calls, and approaches him. They almost immediately mate. The male has a long, muscular, tube like penis-like structure. Land monitor lizards have hemipenes. Mosasaurs, took this a step further. As the female leaves, the end of the males "penis", has a ring of feather like filaments. The two "penis" seen in monitor lizards are now within this tube. Then, the "penis" retracts, and the male swims off. The female is now pregnant. In the winter, she will give birth to two pups. But to keep them alive, she must hunt. She dives into the water.
The deep water. Taniwhasaurus use an odd set of methods to detect prey. There ancestors have electro-sensory organs, to detect the electric fields of prey animals. However, what works also, is echolocation. The Taniwhasaurus sends out clicks. Clicks will return back, a
Die Rote Reich #2 - The End of Fascism
Proletarier aller Länder, vereinigt Euch!
The beginning of the year 1935 is uneventful for the German Republic; the only thing in international happenings which is worthy enough to note is that the imperialists in Great Britain ended the government responsible for Newfoundland, one of their North American colonies. But domestically, things are not quite so dull. The People's Chamber is always busy, and with a new year must come a new plan for the economy.
This year, now that unemployment is dropping steadily, we shall begin reforms to transform the economy into a planned one. We dare not spend our funds on the military just yet, and so we shall instead introduce policies to improve the condition of the workers.
And surely enough, not too far into the new year, before the winter snow has even melted, one single report brings good news to the People's Chamber:
Mesozoic Life Sequence 65The Arctic Ocean, 70 million years ago. Icebergs float. A massive glacier is locking up more ice. The water is becoming colder. Turtles are absent in this frigate ocean. Autumn is coming to an end. Within days, the ocean comes from being filled with pack ice to having it covered in thick ice, with snow on top. Any islands here are buried, and animals can now walk across the ocean, literally. Yet, there are breathing holes. They belong to Prognathodon, a mosasaur, and mosasaurs, being warm-blooded, can live in this environment. The head of a turtle breaches out of the breathing hole, and takes a deep breath. What is a turtle doing in the Arctic? The turtle dives down. This is Aurormochelys, the only, truly warm-blooded sea turtle. This is a male. And he has a mate. Most turtles, mate, and then part their ways. However, these turtles, mate for life. Down below, are the females, getting ready for an amazing journey. They are hunting Arctic squid. They are the fastest animals in the sea. E
Mesozoic Earth Sequence 39We are at the forests of Texas. Clouds gather. This area gets hit with severe storms. The thunder claps in the air. Then, it rains. Each drop of,water is the size of a fingernail, and can actually damage leaves it is so hard. This creates various pot holes in the landscape. Then, the winds come, and the rain goes sideways. The river here has it's waters blow out of it and across the land. The river is separate from the forests. The rains flood the landscape, and the river becomes three times as wide then it was before.
A week later, in the red canyon, rainwater flows, forming a massive river. The water goes off the edge, forming a massive waterfall. The waterfall will stay here for a few months. The waterfall supplies the wide river, and now streams of water branch off from the river, and a delta system is born. For the animals that live here, it is a relief. And for some, an opportunity. Small teleost fish are falling from the waterfall, and into the river.
They make this annual migra
Dinosaur ParkIt is autumn, and the plains of Alberta must get ready, for winter, is coming. The ground is covered in ferns. And animals are starting to get ready. A Scolosaurus is feeding on the ferns. In a more open area, some sparse ferns grow. And a few Vagaceratops feed. They are peaceful now, but will become aggressive soon.
A Troodon formosus tiptoes into the herd. He spots a lizard and snaps it up before running away. He brings it to his mate. As stated before, southern Troodon species are more social. She eats it. They nuzzle, before falling asleep.
Elsewhere, another species of Troodon lives here. It is Troodon inequalis. This female approaches a fern and gorges on it. Out of all the Troodon species, inequalis, is the most herbivorous. She will be surrounded with low nutrition food, when winter starts, however. Here, it gets very cold indeed, and so Troodon are common here. By mid autumn, a snowstorm runs into Alberta, dropping buckets of snow on the landscape. On the tundra, a herd of Gry
Two MedicineA herd of Maiasaura are migrating down from the forests to the river. It is very hot. They drink and feed alongside the river. A male Troodon is drinking. He finishes up and climbs up a hill. He gets on top and sits, facing down, looking over the landscape. The Maiasaura have to cool down, by diving into the river and taking a relaxing bath. But the Troodon has feathers. He spreads his wings out, and sunbathes. His feathers not only are used to warm up him, but also to cool down.
After that, he goes to the top of the forest at the top of the hill, and delicately plucks red berries off their trees and eats them. They are high in protein, and in high numbers because this is the start of the wet season. He finishes up the berries, and goes on to look for other food.
In another section of forest, a mother Maiasaura is leaving her nest to look for food. This allows another Troodon to go in and eat the eggs. He devours two, and when he notices the mother is finished eating, he steals two mor
Judith RiverMorning, and in a sparse forest, the water from last nights rains cling on. Here, the norther subspecies of Troodon formosus live here; Troodon formosus montanensis. They are equally herbivorous and carnivorous. This female spots an Exostinus trying to warm up in the sun. It is only marginally cooler than down south, but Troodon are still rare here.
She strikes and eats the lizard. She walks down to the local river to get a drink. Some Hesperornis are swimming in the river. They catch fish, and the Troodon sits back, grooms and watches them as they attack shoals of fish. She is taking her time in grooming. A Hesperornis emerges onto the bank. She knows she has nothing to fear from these Troodon. The Troodon keeps grooming. But in another part of Montana, at the same time, another Troodon is being more active.
JavelinaIn Texas, Troodon gather. As the sun goes down, they head out onto the sandy plains outside a forest. Southern subspecies are solitary, but here in Texas, they gather in large numbers, every year. A few Quetzalcoatlus land as well. They are all waiting, for something. The sun goes down fully, and the moon comes out, giving off at least some light.
Under the sand are eggs laid by Alamosaurus several weeks ago. Now they are hatching. One emerges from the sand and quickly heads towards the forest. The Troodon wait as more and more young emerge. Then, one Troodon lunges and grabs the baby by the neck and quickly eats him. More dive in to catch the sauropodlets. The Quetzalcoatlus simply pluck them from the ground and eat them. The young go into the forest. It is too dense for the pterosaurs, but Troodon thrive here too. They continue to attack, killing the young and eating them. Some all no longer hungry, but kill anyways, for fun, or for practice. The slaughter goes on into the night.
KirtlandIn New Mexico, the souther subspecies of Troodon formosus also live here. The area is mostly forested, but a river stretches out to the plains. It is also hot here, so Troodon are not common. This male is watching a rare event. A few Saurornitholestes drag out a Myledaphus from the water and kill it. They begin to feed. Suddenly, the Troodon leaps out, wings exposed, scaring the Saurornitholestes off. He begins to feed on it.
Troodon are not fishermen here, but in the north, they will hunt fish actively. Here, they just scavenge. After finishing off that, he heads to the sparser part of the forest. There, he finds male Pentaceratops competing for a mate. He stands by, waiting. Then, suddenly, one male gorges his horns deep into the other males side repeatedly. They are aggressive. He male limps off. Our Troodon follows.
An hour later, he is eating some meat he stole from the carcass, after a family of Bistahieversor arrive to eat from it. Troodons are small, because tyrannosaurs are th
The Forlorn SoulThe rusted iron gate opened with a groan, as if it were the voice of the tired land it guarded. I stepped just inside taking a deep breath as I examined the garden of stone in front of me. The night air was cool but comfortably so, just as the night had been my love had left. I walked my usual path of cobblestone overgrown with roots and weeds. As always, I passed a great deal of impressive markers, some however showed their great age. The crooked path eventually led me to my goal. On top of a small hill lay a lone tomb stone under an old oak, the inscription long worn away.
The already overcast and moonless sky began to grow even darker and rain soon started to fall. I sat down beside the headstone and watched the water drop from the leaves of the tree. After several silent hours had passed, the rain had subsided and the clouds broke giving way to a rising sun. I gazed out at the dim horizon and waited for the dawn, signaling my time to leave. Next year I will appear again, and will c
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