HOW OFTEN ARE YOU DEIFIED?
astounding unusual beautiful extreme weird coastline
How Often Are You Deified?
turned into God?
not often enough, i’m sure
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maybe watch this and be turned into
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like i say
this could be described as
Industrial Strength Sycophancy
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ASTOUNDING UNUSUAL BEAUTIFUL EXTREME WEIRD
COASTLINE
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how unique is this waterline?
well its unlike anything i ever saw?
yet how uncommon is this on this Earth?
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and what the hell, i wondered, is this? are these
these shells are in the rock, the dead coral
that’s not sand its in, its stone
how?
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so its...
Shaheed Dweep
a jungle island
with the white sand of a coral island
and gorgeous mangroves again
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yet much of it is tidal dead coral
which, i believe
was raised out of the sea over twenty years ago
by the same earthquake which caused the great Tsunami
and which earthquake which was epicentred off Sumatra
not so far away from here
Shaheed Dweep, aka Neil Island
one of the Andaman Islands
part of India but nearer Myanmar or Thailand
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where, over the twenty years since
the coral, underwater half the tidal time
has died
and gone grey and light brown
though a little coral has come back
with flecks and bands of colour
pink and gold and blue and orange
yet most has has eroded and corroded
both into smoothnesses
and into the jagged and bladed and sharp and coarse
extending for tens of metres
which makes quite the harshest terrain i have ever come across
so if you fell over and rolled around you would
flay yourself
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and it makes me wonder
how long will this last before the relentless ocean has its way
and this stone wears away
and maybe new coral grows out beyond where the edge of the atoll was?
how long?
a lot has happened in two decades
yet, how long
a hundred, a thousand, a million years?
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so, i wonder
is this coral the old pre-earthquake coral still dying away
after twenty-five years?
or is it gradually returning?
i guess its dying away
but cannot say for certain
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while, at very low-tide
its like an extra-rocky Martian surface [see photos]
making walking difficult
especially on flipflops
on the uneven, the higgledy-piggledy
into and out of the low water
and the rockpools
with their brittle fish
and orange-speckled black sea-slugs [see photo]
and, weirdest of all
those shells, which are somehow IN the rock
that’s not sand they’re in, its rock, or coral
though as you approach they have a deep dark blue fleshyness
which shrinks back, and in, as you approach
and are like wiggly-lined dark-blue mouths in the coral
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while i also saw a couple of goldish ones [see photo]
which also didn’t make sense to me
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how can they be IN the rock?
as i asked myself
while picking my slow way out there in the flat destruction
along the waterline
and then back to the shore
where the lush fronded bushes are backed by the vast trees
their bare trunks rising to their high green
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to then head into the
lush lush verdure of the jungle
which also has an aspect of wreckage
with its filled space
its broken beams of sunlight
its vast trees
its bushes like an eruption of green from their centre
its serratedly bladed grasses
its looping and tumbling vines and lianas
its fallen branches and fallen trunks
its crumbling logs
and damp brownness and rottingness
and out-of-place white white fungi
and busted-ness and knottedness
its chaos of living green and dead brown
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with some of the thousand greens picked out by the angling sunbeams
while its bursting with life
and cool to the breath
and constantly changing as one walks
is maybe the nicest jungle for a walk i ever went in
as nice as the Brazilian or Ecuadorean Amazon
as nice as the Californian Redwoods
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speaking of which
these islands have some indigenous trees
which make for a glorious high canopy
with some huge and towering indigenous trees
like the Andaman Redwoods
and a couple of others
with stark high branchless silverish trunks
Gurjan?
and Andaman Bulletwood?
while i think its the Redwoods which have...
errrr
and this is difficult to describe
because these roots have an extra dimension, a second
with triangular roots in undulating planes
while there are also Banyan Trees
often ornamented for their holiness
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and all this is a fascination for the eye and ear
above the lightly pacing feet
slow-motioning up the thin faint loseable path
with the sunlight dappled through the high canopy
with the kxgszgcx call of the couacal
and the tweet of the myna birds
and unseen coos and hoots and caws and squawks
while the feet and eyes wander on and along into
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