Couldn’t find the bones of the dinosaurs

A layer of sand, a layer of pebbles, a layer of clay. I couldn’t find the bones of the dinosaurs.

• • Is the stratum a work of art?
  • What is compassion?

Is the stratum a work of art?

It seems that something is being built in the neighborhood, and the ground was dug deep. When I was looking around, I could see the stratum.

The strata extend horizontally as if they were artificially created, and look like art.

Yeah, it’s definitely art. It is a huge work that has been produced over hundreds of thousands of years without anyone seeing it.

I know that the gray layer that spreads underground is the clay layer because I have the knowledge I learned in the earth sciences of the school.

The earth science class was terribly boring, but it seems that the fragmentary knowledge involved was installed inside me.

Along with knowledge, fragmentary sights also remain in me. There was practical training in earth science, and the students who took the course went deep into the mountains and collected soil and rocks.

In one hot season, the students walked down the mountain path, dug the mountain surface as directed by the earth science instructor, broke rocks, and returned to the classroom carrying them as materials.

Please try to imagine. If you carry a lot of stones that are considered to be of academic value, it will weigh tens of kilograms.

What is compassion?

Due to pain, fatigue and irritation, the students continued to walk expressionlessly.

The earth science instructor was a weirdo who loved soil and rocks. He didn’t seem to feel any pain when walking in the mountains or handling cargo.

We wondered if the immersive mind meant the despair we are feeling now.

The instructor spread the map, traced the contour lines with his finger, thought about something, and smiled a little. Let’s go deeper in the mountains!

Are you willing to kill us?

I stripped the map from the instructor’s hand, confirmed my current location, and searched for the nearest large road. The map shows that we can get to the main road with a short walk.

Instructor, let’s turn back. We can’t walk anymore.

There was no smile in the eyes of the instructor.

He seemed to witness for the first time that suffering was nothing more than suffering for those who did not have a certain interest or passion installed.

Jacksonville’s first Black-owned elementary school opening in the fall… It’s been Frazier’s vision. to open a school he says is “for us and by us.” …

That’s all for today’s post. Thank you