Ignorance

This entry is part 4 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

Poem: 'The locals are so ignorant, they didn't even know that they were poor until we told them. We put them to work turning mountains upside-down. When the mountains are gone we'll make a fortune farming the wind.'

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Dave Bonta (bio) crowd-sources his problems by following his gut, which he shares with one quadrillion of his closest microbial friends --- a tight-knit, symbiotic community comprising some 500 different species of bacteria, fungi, and protozoa.
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7 Responses to Ignorance

  1. Hugh says:

    Very nice. And with an icy crocodile smile.

  2. Jo says:

    The photo blows me away…..a pair of jaws poised to snap. And ‘farming the wind’, God that’s good.

  3. Dave says:

    Thanks, guys. I had originally drafted something around the idea of eyeteeth, but decided that was a bit too obvious. I’m glad to hear the image itself is sufficient to get that part of it across.

  4. Wow!

    Words and picture.

  5. Annamari says:

    “farming the wind” is great-I love it . And the photo…

  6. quiet regular says:

    wonderful images, Dave!

  7. David Horne says:

    The Righteous Believer

    Consoling myself that all must die sometime,
    In quiet grace I consent
    to my poverty
    and the injustice
    they
    do
    me.