Saturday, April 23, 2016

Map of Dream


Yesterday builds today's  lush carpet-thick of memory, and the memory extends in tomorrow to become today's dream.

It sounds complicated. This is what has been observed as a waveform of the life of a snail.

A snail moves not in a hurry. Would it travel faster if it knows that the size of Amazon Rainforest is 2.72 million square miles, and there is a river, the Rio Hamza, around 4km underneath the Amazon River?

Everyday is a fascinating eye-opener. A snail would, if it could, it surely would like to aim for a bigger map of dream.


Then, everyday is a full-marathon to the snail.

21 comments:

Ana Bailune said...

I love this text! It's beautiful, poetic, and very truthful.

eileeninmd said...

Hello, Rainfield. The snail lives in a slow paced but awesome world. I dream of visiting the Amazon River. Beautiful photos. Happy weekend to you!

Icy BC said...

Slow but steady, the snail said!

Beautiful pattern on the shell of that snail!

eileeninmd said...

Thank you for linking up and sharing your post. Happy Saturday, enjoy your weekend!

Secondary Roads said...

Somehow, I think the snail would continue life at the same pace. Even if it had the knowledge of the Encyclopedia Brittanica. Or am I wrong?

carol l mckenna said...

Wonderful enlightened post as usual and great snail photo!

Happy Weekend to you ~ ^_^

ps. thanks for your 'well wishes' ~ I am healing gratefully ~ xxx

Bob Bushell said...

Love the Snail.

Debbie said...

i too live at a snails pace....pretty captures!!!

Emma Springfield said...

Your soul is that of a poet. I think the snail is perfectly satisfied with his slow deliberate journey.

matti juhani niilola said...

Great photos you have taken. A snail seems to be a marathon every day.

TexWisGirl said...

love the memory carpet and the marathon-running snail, too. :)

Angie said...

Beautiful capture as usual. Snails have their own world. That is as fast as they can go. :)

Ratty said...

Maybe the snail knows something we don't with his slow deliberate movement.

Giga said...

A long way to screw. But he has a green carpet, so it has nowhere to rest. Regards.

Minoru Saito said...

Hi! I remembered a poem. "The snail's on the thorn;
God's in His heaven,
All's right with the world!" by Browning.

Margaret Adamson said...

snail pace can work at times

Marit Sønstebø said...

The snails lives a slovly life. Beautiful photos!

Naqvee said...

I sometimes think about creatures like snail that maybe they are slow to us, but on the other side, do they think too that why we are so fast, that we forget to enjoy the peace of life?

Hannah said...

The snail wouldn't be able to imagine the whole Amazon river valley, all stretched out, like we can't really imagine all the wonders of space. But the snail keeps right on eating it's way through life anyway, I like its shiny shell all in one plane, we used to have the fat conical-shelled ones in California, here we also have flat ones but in a pale green, I never see them sticking out of their shells like your great photo.

Malar said...

Snail is ignorance of size! hahaha... Anyway I hate snails! ;)

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

I think the snail is happy with his snail world; he does not dream of the Amazon. Sometimes I wish I were more like that -- but still I dream of seeing places (and rivers) that I will never get to at my human snail's pace!