jelly.

regenerating your whole entire body sounds like
a real serious pain-in-the-A* undertaking.
then again,
being a basically mindless, hungry,
current-wafting, huffing-puffy chunk of stringy barf,
and floating around with visible organs undulating,
stinging up on nearly-invisible tiny water creatures
isn't exactly all that enticing either...
so,
why are jellyfish so dope, then?
i dunno!
but they ARE.
check the teleport:

c'mon.
i mean,
for realsies,
they just do their thing all day,
and then replace all their parts as they wear out.
forever and ever.
i'm not sure if that's all-the-way expert,
but it works for them.
look at these shiny weirdies:

right??
reppin' that metroid magic, neighbors.
*
singularity of purpose.
man, i envy that.
i mean it.
y'know,
like the way a jellyfish just is it's own thing,
and has no desire to do much else.
start to finish, they do what they do...
.....and that's it.
as hard as they can, all the time.
i know people who fixate on their careers to the point of
exclusionary monomanical myopia towards any
and every other thing around them.
they're on that jellyfish jauns,
and that's pretty serious.
my focus is much much wider than that,
and i'm presumably incapable of only liking one thing.
i want all of it,
and then more of it,
and then a little bit extra on top of that.
too much is the right amount,
and a diverse scope and breadth is the way to go.
i guess i'll get it together, eventually?
or not.
either way,
there's lots of going on;
never quiet, never soft.....