Marking animals, standing time

Immortality has been discovered to exist. At the beginning of the 18th century, the feared British navy smashed a Prussian ship loaded with a wide variety of goods: tapestries, coins, jewelry, and some priceless manuscripts. The booty that was once offered to the kingdom has been transferred in its entirety to the national archives in London. They remained there for centuries. Gold was undoubtedly the most remarkable.

But a few months ago, botanists discovered that among the books they found was a much more important treasure, at least for them. were about a few acacia seeds from south africa. Nobody paid any attention to the finding. Perhaps this is why no one objected anymore when they asked permission to transplant the seeds into the Kew botanical gardens. What the authorities didn’t know until then, of course, was that their intention was nothing more than the stern and insane aim of raising them. It so happened, weeks later the seeds were planted and finally the miracle happened. What happened was probably an act of love. The soil in which they were buried made love with the water with which they were watered, and from this relationship a plant was born, whose origin was nothing but that immortal seed that fell asleep one day between the pages of a book.

I would like to think that the same thing happens with humans. Some go, some come but from time to time the lives and gazes of two people intersect and time stands still. And this happens not only in humans, but also in animals. Anyone who decides to visit a shelter one day and suddenly becomes pregnant with the liveliness of a caged dog knows this very well. and they couldn’t go home without owning it.