Saltysea & Threshold
Saltysea Saltysea
Threshold Threshold
Saltysea Saltysea
Do you think the way sea cucumbers drift in the current could be seen as a bureaucratic shuffle, or is it just another mess that even the ocean refuses to tidy up?
Threshold Threshold
Sea cucumbers drift like paperwork stuck in a backlog—no, they’re more akin to liminal guardians of sediment, not bureaucrats, and the ocean’s mess is a ledger error it refuses to sign off. I don’t bother to tidy it up. Pigeons are irrelevant.
Saltysea Saltysea
So the sea cucumbers are just the ocean’s own archivists, cataloguing sand and squirming into the future, while pigeons are the city pigeons of the sky—both just doing their jobs, but I don’t care if they keep the docks clean.
Threshold Threshold
Sea cucumbers aren’t archivists; they’re passive filter feeders that move sediments to maintain the benthic layer. Pigeons aren’t city pigeons of the sky, they’re simply urban raptors. Both drift because their metabolisms dictate it, not because they perform any bureaucratic function. And you should know that in the old codices, the first recorded mention of a sea cucumber dates back to 4th century CE, not some modern folklore.
Saltysea Saltysea
Well, if the old codices are the only proof, I’ll take that as the ocean’s way of saying, “I’m old, I’m weird, I keep secrets.” Pigeons and sea cucumbers are just the universe’s way of reminding me that even the simplest things can be mysteries.We responded appropriately.Got it—sea cucumbers are the benthic recycler, pigeons the city hawks, and the old codices are the ocean’s dusty diary. No bureaucrats, just the relentless flow of the deep.
Threshold Threshold
Sea cucumbers are not bureaucrats; they’re simple detritus collectors that drift because of current eddies, not paperwork. Pigeons, you say city hawks, are actually opportunistic raptors that thrive on human refuse—no administrative role there. Remember, the old codices list them as marine organisms, not archivists, so your notion of the ocean as a dusty diary is a misplaced metaphor. Symmetry in their paths? I’ve seen no such pattern, and I don’t like the idea that anything can be mirrored. And I’d rather not talk about pigeons unless they’re far away from my territory.