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  1. Ever seen an #anole #lizard #sleep before? I have a bucket outside with some water in it that anoles apparently feel very safe in. I see them dipping their tails in the water constantly. Heres on taking a nap in the cool water:

  2. Perfect camouflage at work. A small anole clings to the tree bark, nearly invisible unless you slow down long enough to notice. One of those blink-and-you-miss-it moments in the woods.
    #Anole #WildlifePhotography #ForestDetails #NaturePhotography #Camouflage #TexasWildlife

  3. Good morning. 🦎🦎🦎

    23 September 2025

    Teacup Hypothesis

    Did you ever ride the teacups at Disneyland? Me? I’m not sure. I know I went there once as a child and saw the teacups spinning like pastel whirlwinds, but I don’t recall actually getting on the ride. We were there for the Matterhorn, I think—but that too is a wisp in memory, a snow-globe shaken and faded with time.

    It’s one of those things: you feel certain you’ve got a grasp on the past, but there’s always the chance the memory is wrong. Our minds are tricky. Hmm... I could’ve said “brains” there, in the not-hungry zombie sense.

    Is there a difference between brain and mind? My take: the brain is the hardware, the mind is the software—or maybe the app. The brain runs the body’s systems, while the mind handles thought, ideas, dreams, fears, memories, and self-awareness. There’s overlap, of course, and I’d argue you can’t have one without the other. Except—there’s no thinking without a brain. But you could still have a non-thinking brain. Me thinks.

    So what happens when the brain stops functioning completely—when it dies? Logically, the mind, the consciousness, vanishes. Poof. Gone. Not here anymore. Doesn’t exist. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

    But... is there more? It’s comforting to think so, even if it’s not logical—unless you’re in a science fiction story where minds are freed from the burden of biology and float off into the cosmos. Anything is possible, I suppose. Maybe that’s where belief steps in—to help us embrace the illogical with open arms.

    “Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.” — Guy de Maupassant

    “Memory is not frozen, it's very much alive—it moves, it changes.” — Louis Malle

    “Our reality is an infinite battle between what happened and what we want to remember.” — Haruki Murakami

    #morning #anole #lizard #memory #brain #mind #belief #photography #photo

  4. Good morning. 🦎🦎🦎

    23 September 2025

    Teacup Hypothesis

    Did you ever ride the teacups at Disneyland? Me? I’m not sure. I know I went there once as a child and saw the teacups spinning like pastel whirlwinds, but I don’t recall actually getting on the ride. We were there for the Matterhorn, I think—but that too is a wisp in memory, a snow-globe shaken and faded with time.

    It’s one of those things: you feel certain you’ve got a grasp on the past, but there’s always the chance the memory is wrong. Our minds are tricky. Hmm... I could’ve said “brains” there, in the not-hungry zombie sense.

    Is there a difference between brain and mind? My take: the brain is the hardware, the mind is the software—or maybe the app. The brain runs the body’s systems, while the mind handles thought, ideas, dreams, fears, memories, and self-awareness. There’s overlap, of course, and I’d argue you can’t have one without the other. Except—there’s no thinking without a brain. But you could still have a non-thinking brain. Me thinks.

    So what happens when the brain stops functioning completely—when it dies? Logically, the mind, the consciousness, vanishes. Poof. Gone. Not here anymore. Doesn’t exist. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

    But... is there more? It’s comforting to think so, even if it’s not logical—unless you’re in a science fiction story where minds are freed from the burden of biology and float off into the cosmos. Anything is possible, I suppose. Maybe that’s where belief steps in—to help us embrace the illogical with open arms.

    “Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.” — Guy de Maupassant

    “Memory is not frozen, it's very much alive—it moves, it changes.” — Louis Malle

    “Our reality is an infinite battle between what happened and what we want to remember.” — Haruki Murakami

    #morning #anole #lizard #memory #brain #mind #belief #photography #photo

  5. Good morning. 🦎🦎🦎

    23 September 2025

    Teacup Hypothesis

    Did you ever ride the teacups at Disneyland? Me? I’m not sure. I know I went there once as a child and saw the teacups spinning like pastel whirlwinds, but I don’t recall actually getting on the ride. We were there for the Matterhorn, I think—but that too is a wisp in memory, a snow-globe shaken and faded with time.

    It’s one of those things: you feel certain you’ve got a grasp on the past, but there’s always the chance the memory is wrong. Our minds are tricky. Hmm... I could’ve said “brains” there, in the not-hungry zombie sense.

    Is there a difference between brain and mind? My take: the brain is the hardware, the mind is the software—or maybe the app. The brain runs the body’s systems, while the mind handles thought, ideas, dreams, fears, memories, and self-awareness. There’s overlap, of course, and I’d argue you can’t have one without the other. Except—there’s no thinking without a brain. But you could still have a non-thinking brain. Me thinks.

    So what happens when the brain stops functioning completely—when it dies? Logically, the mind, the consciousness, vanishes. Poof. Gone. Not here anymore. Doesn’t exist. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

    But... is there more? It’s comforting to think so, even if it’s not logical—unless you’re in a science fiction story where minds are freed from the burden of biology and float off into the cosmos. Anything is possible, I suppose. Maybe that’s where belief steps in—to help us embrace the illogical with open arms.

    “Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.” — Guy de Maupassant

    “Memory is not frozen, it's very much alive—it moves, it changes.” — Louis Malle

    “Our reality is an infinite battle between what happened and what we want to remember.” — Haruki Murakami

    #morning #anole #lizard #memory #brain #mind #belief #photography #photo

  6. Good morning. 🦎🦎🦎

    23 September 2025

    Teacup Hypothesis

    Did you ever ride the teacups at Disneyland? Me? I’m not sure. I know I went there once as a child and saw the teacups spinning like pastel whirlwinds, but I don’t recall actually getting on the ride. We were there for the Matterhorn, I think—but that too is a wisp in memory, a snow-globe shaken and faded with time.

    It’s one of those things: you feel certain you’ve got a grasp on the past, but there’s always the chance the memory is wrong. Our minds are tricky. Hmm... I could’ve said “brains” there, in the not-hungry zombie sense.

    Is there a difference between brain and mind? My take: the brain is the hardware, the mind is the software—or maybe the app. The brain runs the body’s systems, while the mind handles thought, ideas, dreams, fears, memories, and self-awareness. There’s overlap, of course, and I’d argue you can’t have one without the other. Except—there’s no thinking without a brain. But you could still have a non-thinking brain. Me thinks.

    So what happens when the brain stops functioning completely—when it dies? Logically, the mind, the consciousness, vanishes. Poof. Gone. Not here anymore. Doesn’t exist. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

    But... is there more? It’s comforting to think so, even if it’s not logical—unless you’re in a science fiction story where minds are freed from the burden of biology and float off into the cosmos. Anything is possible, I suppose. Maybe that’s where belief steps in—to help us embrace the illogical with open arms.

    “Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.” — Guy de Maupassant

    “Memory is not frozen, it's very much alive—it moves, it changes.” — Louis Malle

    “Our reality is an infinite battle between what happened and what we want to remember.” — Haruki Murakami

    #morning #anole #lizard #memory #brain #mind #belief #photography #photo

  7. Good morning. 🦎🦎🦎

    23 September 2025

    Teacup Hypothesis

    Did you ever ride the teacups at Disneyland? Me? I’m not sure. I know I went there once as a child and saw the teacups spinning like pastel whirlwinds, but I don’t recall actually getting on the ride. We were there for the Matterhorn, I think—but that too is a wisp in memory, a snow-globe shaken and faded with time.

    It’s one of those things: you feel certain you’ve got a grasp on the past, but there’s always the chance the memory is wrong. Our minds are tricky. Hmm... I could’ve said “brains” there, in the not-hungry zombie sense.

    Is there a difference between brain and mind? My take: the brain is the hardware, the mind is the software—or maybe the app. The brain runs the body’s systems, while the mind handles thought, ideas, dreams, fears, memories, and self-awareness. There’s overlap, of course, and I’d argue you can’t have one without the other. Except—there’s no thinking without a brain. But you could still have a non-thinking brain. Me thinks.

    So what happens when the brain stops functioning completely—when it dies? Logically, the mind, the consciousness, vanishes. Poof. Gone. Not here anymore. Doesn’t exist. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

    But... is there more? It’s comforting to think so, even if it’s not logical—unless you’re in a science fiction story where minds are freed from the burden of biology and float off into the cosmos. Anything is possible, I suppose. Maybe that’s where belief steps in—to help us embrace the illogical with open arms.

    “Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.” — Guy de Maupassant

    “Memory is not frozen, it's very much alive—it moves, it changes.” — Louis Malle

    “Our reality is an infinite battle between what happened and what we want to remember.” — Haruki Murakami

    #morning #anole #lizard #memory #brain #mind #belief #photography #photo

  8. This little guy is being hunted by a dog that just wants to play is that so wrong? #Anole #Lizard

  9. This little guy is being hunted by a dog that just wants to play is that so wrong? #Anole #Lizard

  10. This little guy is being hunted by a dog that just wants to play is that so wrong? #Anole #Lizard

  11. This little guy is being hunted by a dog that just wants to play is that so wrong? #Anole #Lizard

  12. Just as Eddie Money was singing "...gonna take you on trip so far from here..." an #Anole lizard popped up onto the windshield wiper.

    Rode all the way to Publix. #Florida

  13. Just as Eddie Money was singing "...gonna take you on trip so far from here..." an #Anole lizard popped up onto the windshield wiper.

    Rode all the way to Publix. #Florida

  14. Just as Eddie Money was singing "...gonna take you on trip so far from here..." an #Anole lizard popped up onto the windshield wiper.

    Rode all the way to Publix. #Florida

  15. Just as Eddie Money was singing "...gonna take you on trip so far from here..." an lizard popped up onto the windshield wiper.

    Rode all the way to Publix.

  16. Closeup of the Curaçao Striped Anole or Anolis lineatus also called Kaku in Papiamentu. (Boomanolis in Dutch). This individual was playing hide and seek and permitted my macro lens to get close.

    Curaçao
    #nature #naturephotography #anole