This is not a tasty gummy sweet but a Jewel Caterpillar found in Amazon Rainforest. They are covered with sticky goo-like, gellatinous tubercles that provides protection from its predator like ants until they metamorphosise into winged moths.
HAVE YOU SEEN IT GROWN UP THOUGH
have you seen the cocoon it makes though?
it’s so pretty as a baby, it looks like an actual gem. then suddenly it pupates into a net thing and when it comes out it looks like the fucking Lorax
"You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood."
I’m going to be honest with you reader, I took 4 photos and decided to upload this. Not that it matters, but in case you find yourself wondering one day if people take more than 1 photo to upload to internet. Yes, certainly I do! Now Cohen’s ringing in my mind, 12 midnight and surprise, I have more work to do. All I want to do is journal.
Nightingale (A verse by L. Cohen)
"Fare thee well my nightingale I lived but to be near you Though you are singing somewhere I can no longer hear you”
"I wish I could tell you this every morning you awake; that you are enough. That you are an intricate, vibrant life. That every soft breath from your lips, and every timid heartbeat, is precious and beautiful."
Found a cure for loneliness I’m forever immune Stuck in my walk and in my head and I hum her tune Yep she got rhythm, it’s right Some things don’t need words You know you’re living When it all becomes a blur Can’t be explained and there ain’t no reason to Something strange just takes over you One million lovers to choose from but none like her, The only one for sure
Strange fellow Thick, wrinkled; pale and yellow. I wish for him to peel before me, his tough skin; to see his naked, wrinkled body; to palpate his wise old heart. But to my surprise when he peeled before me, his heart did not beat and our eyes did not meet. Just the slight slime I could feel at my fingertips. I dared not ask.