Thoughts on. When my brain is on.
Throughout most of human history, we had placed our belongings on the ground. Our beds; a mattress on the ground. Our pots and pans; on a fire on the ground. Our children, somewhere, on the ground.
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We share ninety-seven percent of our genome with Chimpanzees. And we look much more like each other than we do with Chimps. So I guess that means we share more than ninety-seven percent* of our genome with one another. (Be quiet biologists, you know what I mean).
Mountains, fields and such stretch out to the horizon. Only occasionally, however, do we let our eyes gaze so far. Much of the time they stare a feet in front of us. This makes the muscles behind them tight.
She begins by the bins. Draped in blue silk, her back waves slowly like a tree rising from the ground. Beads and jewels hang off her waist. Navy eye shadow hides her downward gaze.
