The Origin of Life is Ugliness
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Just kidding. Eggs aren’t gross. I suppose most stuff at the microscopic level looks that way.
But I can’t help see this and think that half of life’s building blocks looks like a complicated, intricate weave of molecular material. And my half of the conception equation is just a frigging torpedo with a strange propellor sprinting in a death race.
I wonder if nature built us a little metaphor there: women hold, in a sacred, semi-penetrable ball, the origin of human life and men are meant to drill into it.
I need some more sleep, don’t I? Never happen.
Love and Rockets,
Charlie
Philosopher for Hire
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Why does it have shrimp stuck to it? I didn’t pay attention in biology class.
The shrimp clean the eggs with orange juice. You should’ve paid attention in class, BD.
So if you don’t think about all the gross things associated with having a baby, it really is an awesome thing. This life growing inside a woman and then this beautiful baby is born with his/her own thoughts and personality. Pretty cool. But the videos of a sperm and egg are kinda gross.
On a separate note, if you have no more kids, you might get some decent sleep in about 20 more years. (sometimes kids don’t move out right away) =)
It’s magic, honestly. It’s as magical as it gets. Something from nothing.
I’ve made my peace with never sleeping again.
Reminds me of a loofah.
Reminds me I need to shower today.
Is there not some level of beauty in all things created & imagined?
Even a shrimp covered ball reminiscent of Mercury.
Agreed. Mind officially blown right now. I see Venus, by the way.
It’s so incredible every human came from one of those. There was a really cool youtube video I watched with my kids that had the whole conception (conception from the inside, anyway) to birth done with CGI. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tvikQMfKPxM
Oh rats, that’s a blurry version. There was a very crisp one, I can’t find the link!
Aw, come awn – it’s like amazing golden filigree. Better than a chicken egg. Even better than a Faberge egg: pretty, AND produces life. I want one.
Oh wait, I’ve already used two to good (though brattish) effect … the rest hurt… and I don’t even want to use them. Meh, give me a Faberge for my fertility, and I’ll be happy.
Reading this post just reminded me of my favorite Updike short story, “The Disposable Rocket.”
looks like a cantalope