OUT of the sunset's red
Into the blushing sea,
The winds of day drop dead
And dreams come home to me. --
The sea is still,- and apart
Is a stillness in my heart.

The night comes up the beach,
The dark steals over all,
Though silence has no speech
I hear the sea-dreams call
To my heart; -- and in reply
It answers with a sigh.

William Stanley Braithwaite
Out Of The Sunset's Red
"Our prime purpose in this life is to help others. And if you can't help them, at least don't hurt them."
- The Dalai Lama
Unlike most fish, electric eels cannot get enough oxygen from water. Approximately every five minutes, they must surface to breathe, or they will drown. Unlike most fish, they can swim both backwards and forwards.
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