Life is like an etagere with many levels, nooks and crannies. Each one with possibilities for wonder. In this world of seek and find, I set out wondrous amethyst geodes in places where they can be found.
There is another who used to be here with me, but I can't find them right now, In my mind's eye I see them sitting under a Bodhi tree, deep in meditation. The vines grow through them and there is a melding of life so that when they rise, the helo pods lie beneath them. Like eggs, they are a new combination of plant and person. It is a miracle with unknown ramifications.
The one who gives me the geodes now asks me to retrieve them. People are not ready for any of this.
I see the people far below me, on the other side of an enclosure, like a pen in the zoo. They are playing on the sandy shore of a river and a polar bear is swimming towards them. I try to warn them that this bear is not a pet, nor is it trained, but, like children they innocently await its arrival.
They are doomed in spite of their innocence and I can do nothing to help them.
Suddenly I long to be back in my world, hiding beautiful geodes on glass shelves, but the helo pods will be hatching soon and a new world order is about to begin.
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