Oophagy, or egg eating, is a means of nutrition by which the developing embryos of some sharks eat their ‘potential siblings’ while still in the mother’s uterus. The above image is the embryo of Shortfin Mako Shark, Isurus oxyrinchus. Embryos of these species are ‘intra-uterine cannibals’. Individuals that have hatched inside the female shark eat successive batches of unfertilised eggs that are continuously ovlulated by the female.
Photo credit: T. Carter © CSIRO
THIS IS TRUE I SAW THIS ON DISCOVERY CHANNEL’S EXTREME EMBRYOS SERIES.
THAT WAS A SERIES.
This is about the most relate-able love song I’ve ever heard.
Time to get a minute to myself free of judgement. I feel as though I dont so much spend time with people as subject them to myself. Its a me problem.
For one week straight I’ll be around people who love me unconditionally and that will be a relief.
Regular full meals. No worries. Full nights of sleep. Writing songs. Actually finishing something. Studying for my electrical theory final. A wedding. Love. Guitar. Pushups. Guitar. My brothers.
Proper hygiene; no more conscious decision to be greazy. No more of these ants crawling through my ears.
My brain is not an anthill/ My soul needs an overhaul/ I’ll wash it clean with castille suds/ and trade it in at the shopping mall.
No drugs for a week to start. Life will be better outside of this haze. Ive just got to realign my molecules and adjust my perception.
"If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency, and vibration."
Dallas Ft. Worth, here I come. I’m gonna buy some fucking cowboy boots and a bolo tie. I’m gonna tell y’all howdy while I ghost-ride my pickup truck. I’m gonna kick up dust and choke on it. I’ll smile big, my teeth still gritty with the super charged particles of Earth thats so sweet simply by virtue of it being so far from here.
"If life gets sloppy, eat it over the sink."- the Chink
Smell ya later BK.
My thoughts whipped around, stumbling fuzz.
I got to the subway platform and I began to see flashes of a candy-skull demon before my face. It’s smile was jagged and its eyes were wider than my own half open light-lets could be forced to behold.
I saw flashes of a daintier smile too. It was just as crazed, but also beautiful. I was drawn to it, and I wanted my thoughts to just stay put. Just to stop right there.
When I looked at her it was like coming up for a breath after a deep dive. One that has you swimming through dark tunnels where your brain screams for sunlight and your fingers scratch the walls, groping for the solution. And when I looked away I pulled off a band-aid covered in gravel and glass from the Bedstuy pavement.
My train came and went and I still just sat there on the dirty bench, still staring off into space and still trying to force down that hard-boiled egg, hot and fresh full of nutrients.
As still as my body was, my head was spinning. My thoughts were still swimming.
I made my way back to my apartment and into bed.
Life is way too short to seem so long. Happy moments are often fleeting.
HIGHLY HIGHLY recommended viewing, for EVERYONE. Please share.
WATCH THIS, YOU IGNORANT CARNIST.
Melanie Joy PhD presents “Carnism: The Psychology of Eating Meat” at the McDougall Advanced Study Weekend, February 2012.
It’s actually really interesting if you’re into psychology/ animal rights/ veganism.
(I recommend skipping the first two minutes, you’ll see why.)
Annie Clark is one of my heros.