Namaste to all our readers. These beautiful, and colourful creatures grace the corners of the Stratford Butterfly Farm, in Warwickshire, England. Life, as we well know, expresses divine elegance through infinite diversity in infinite combinations. The fish know only water, while the snake belongs to earth. The frog can find a home on earth, and in the water too. Butterflys seek sanctuary both on earth and in the air.
We people walk, and cook. We swim, and fly. Above all else, we know. Five creative elements are fused in us in living sync.
While the immature prince of Denmark, seen contemplating his existence in a stone image, was created in the imagination of a human, who can even begin to conceive of the scope of the imagination of the creator of the human?
And, though we share some small similarity with the shape of the contemplative frog, and some folk choose to stoop as low as snakes, while others act as cold as fish. We are all born, like the caterpillar, with the capability of becoming something extraordinary, and beautiful.
Thank you for stopping by to read. Until next time, peace from Amras.
Greetings to all. I’ve been meaning to post this pic for quite a while. I took it in 2005, after the fish had waited, posing this way for me these last several million years. How boldly a fish swims. Alone they prosper in the great and wild ocean, never fearing for a moment that they might drown. I added the colours to lend them an appearance of life; though that big one looks to me like he could still take your finger off.
It seems, in a way, ironic that leaderless creatures as humble as these can leave so permanent an impression of their ancient lives on this earth. In a world dominated by thought, if fish could be said to think, I think it might be fair to say that they think for themselves.
With that said, I think will wrap it up again for this time. I hope you enjoyed your visit. I am on the better side of a bout of flu right now, and looking forward to feeling fewer unpleasant sensations in a day or so. Wish me luck. Namaste and Peace from Amras.
I think as I please And this gives me pleasure. My conscience decrees, This right I must treasure. My thoughts will not cater To duke or dictator, No man can deny — Die gedanken sind frei.
~ German 16th-century peasant song (revived as a protest anthem against
the Nazi regime)