The sage of bottom mud in a sea

 The sea cucumber fellow is a weird creature so much so that even the most laughable sea-dwelling guy would find him funny and worth cracking endless jokes. His face, if one can call it a face at all, is always stuck into the mud at the sea bottom. The guy with its clumsy courage got so busy in grazing the bottom mud that forgot to respirate through mouth or nostrils. So these vanished over the millennia and, as nature would have it, his other opening, rectum, began to function as a breathing hole as well apart from being the usual excreta dumping point, both functionalities operating with reasonable integrity. Call him a weirdo, a contrarian, a spirited non-conformist or anything sounding funny, he is perfectly unperturbed by all the dirty disclaimers flung around. He isn’t bothered. He would ignore gales of giggles and shivering squalls of laughter from those who stare at his bottom and stop to crack jokes.

As it funnily turns out, the same dumping-cum-breathing hole becomes a grand opening, an opportunity, for another creature.

Sea cucumber is like a gentle, snaily rock, all happy with its snout stuck in the mud. Hardly anyone is bothered about it. But the pearl fish cannot miss the opportunity. It’s a little fish. A docile slim thing, it’s always at risk from many predators. And like all those little ones facing risk from bigger predators, it’s looking for suitable hiding places. And the sea cucumber’s double functioning rectum comes to have third utility: the pearl fish’s hiding hole. The little fish houses itself for safety; a very interesting interlacing of fun and expertise.

Sometimes, a couple in love, shy and afraid of the big world out there, takes shelter in the opening provided by the non-objecting sea cucumber that is happy to enjoy its mystic innocence in the mud at the bottom. There they make love in perfect safety beyond the fiery incandescence of the game of survival. The sea cucumber is thus a slowly moving den for the pear fish lovelorn couple, a kind of love hotel, to hide and enjoy naughty moments. Wonders of nature: the rectum with a roomy rectitude to harbor soft, vibrant, seductive moments and space for another species.

The bottom of the sea is full of mysteries brimming with their dilapidated grandeur and we know just a little fraction of what all that goes unnoticed in the silent majesty under the turbulent surface full of crusading carousel, the survival game.