sillyJellyfish spend most of their time floating aimlessly through the ocean, going wherever the current takes them, generally just chilling out. When they encounter something they can eat, they casually wrap it in their stinging fronds and keep on going, off to do whatever it was they were doing before lunch came along. Jellyfish things, like processing edits, or picking blackberries, or watching too much television. Or maybe just bobbing around in the surf and sending unsuspecting swimmers to the emergency room, if you want to be literal about things. It doesn't matter to me. Because see, those jellyfish float along in huge, beautiful schools of delicately layered membranes, and once something has been caught by the tendrils of one jellyfish, they all get a little bit to eat. They aren't greedy, those jellyfish. They share.
If you watch jellyfish floating along, you'll see that they're constantly twining over and under and around and even through one another, like this giant, glorious underwater macrame, and yet somehow, they never get knotted up. They're always together, but they're always willing to let each other go. And that? That is how I feel about you. I totally spend my days wrapping my long, stinging tendrils around delicious things, because I know that even if you float away from me, you'll come back, and you may need something to engulf.
Only they aren't real stinging tendrils. And we all have skeletons. And if you decide to try to exist by absorbing raw fish and plankton through your porous skin, you're probably going to need to eat a sandwich, too, because man cannot live by metaphorical osmosis. But the basic concept is there. I spend my days floating free, loving you.
My love for you is jellyfish love.
Bloop bloop bloop.
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September 23 2009, 19:50:30 UTC 7 years ago