For whatever reason, hermit crabs in this part of the world are particularly territorial on this particular day for no particular reasons humans might discern, but no doubt of concern to the hermit crabs pushed to the edges of the tide pool.
They are alive, they are conscious, and (despite a very thorough and expensive education), I believe that they are, at some level, aware.
Aware beyond the words and the images we impose upon ourselves, in our foolish belief that the ideas of man could ever exceed whatever this thing we call the universe is.
The more I realize this, the less effective I get at serving the agency of the state....