This post on Grist keeps flashing into my mind and making my body do a mini-earthquake-gross-out dance.
DO YOU SEE THAT?
DO YOU FREAKING SEE THAT
BRIGHT RED BODY CAVITY OF HORROR?
It's a rock with guts, guys, and people eat it. A rock with guts that is so ancient and crazy weird that it basically reproduces by having sex with itself and people eat it in stew. And it's clear blood contains ridiculous quantities of vanadium, which is rare or something--read the article for yourself--and it tastes like soap, apparently, AND STILL PEOPLE EAT IT OVER RICE.
Okay. Okay, I just....my brain....my body....I just....it's all....I feel both acutely claustrophobic and strangely wondrously alive and amazed by nature all at the same time.
I'd also like to point out--for the Jesus folk out there--that all of the references to Christ as "the rock" (Deut 32:4, 2 Sam. 22:2-3, Matt. 7:25, Acts 4:10-11, 1 Cor. 10:1-4) MEAN SOMETHING COMPLETELY NEW AND UNHOLY NOW. A new meaning that I don't want to take the time to analyze because I do not have the capacity to experience all of the feels.
I'm just saying.
Think about it.