It's Only Natural

I just came across this picture in the computer, Annika took it for me. At the time, the husband and I were into collecting images of "found porn" (well, one never really stops such a search)...you know, advertising and random pieces of furniture and whatnot that -- whether or not they intentionally look naughty -- are awfully suggestive. I remember Annika's comment on this picture was something about how "nature does it best."

Oh, I suppose that's probably mostly true and is deceptively easy to accept when you're looking at a pile of innocent, sun-baked rocks in all their glory. But what about when there's a distant, blurry line between what is natural and what is otherwise?

There's quite a lot to chew on in that question, come to think of it, and frankly, it's got me a little befuddled. I can't say I feel exactly thrilled about accepting things as they occur "naturally" in this world; not so much stoked on the degree of unnatural shenanigans that accompanies existence among the humans, either. But the truth is, we've pretty much been confusing ourselves with what does and doesn't matter ever since they invented social hierarchy so maybe I need to freakin' lighten up around here...like I promised myself I would do....and recognize that it's pretty cool to get live in a world where found porn like these beautiful rocks can be innocently happened upon in nature and shared with others through these truly obscene, distinctly-unnatural cyberspace means.