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The Graces of Time (time series #2)

Somewhere in the hard wired recesses of Deers must be transition expectations irreverently innate, essentially instinctive, it holds little reference to time, its observations, and the cognitive implications of such because such are not transition states for cognition but for being. They are fascinating creatures. And I study them beyond the feminal spatial-temporal representations they capture in the science fiction novel, “ZERO SPACE”, mainly because they are genuinely graceful nature loving creatures.

They are hard to sight in the raw against the wilder view but can be sighted dislodged against some tormentous edge life caved in for. There are those hard pressed moments when harshness presents me with incalculable animation treasures and etiquette quite individuating.

I first noticed a series of small black and rounded fecal matter. It couldn’t belong to those big black birds whose breed I couldn’t quite place could it? But there were those distinctive holes impossible not to notice dug deep into the trenches of the snow deposit near the fecal matter deposit aside from the sharp tiny steps traceable backward and forward.

I studied the holes, deeply embedded and spherical into the snow. They were all dug deep to touch the dead leaves underneath the snow which stopped me immediately as it became apparent they were not fall-in-digs. They were carefully constructed architecture, beds—natural beds. Deers, not equipped with the intelligent quotient of 181, knew intimately to bypass nature’s natural waste to get to its natural warmth however the necrotic state of such. Experience? Intelligence? Coincidence? Synchrony? Asynchrony?

How vain is it to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live?

HENRY DAVID THOREAU

Every natural action is graceful.

RALPH WALDO EMERSON

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