Cosmic metamorphosis - Aimlessly (2)

Hopping on celestial lily pads yielding to the currents of unknown.

Hi everyone, a lot has happened since my last post (Read the beginning of the journey here).

I've left the colony of space jellyfish and lost my tentacles and bell, transcending once more into a new physical form; apparently, I just can't help myself.

We're beings in perpetual evolution, our cells know it better than we do, and every day we take on new shapes and appearances.

Right now I'm a cosmic tadpole, and soon I'll transform into a young space frog.

My body will change, my sleek and swift form will become a monstrosity hopping from one asteroid to the next.

The other frogs, repulsed by each other’s aspect, don't even spend time together anymore, unlike the jellyfish did, at least .

There, my first two legs have just grown in and the metamorphosis is nearly complete.

I'm starting to feel uncomfortable in my body, and it has this strange effect on me—it's not fear or sadness, but nostalgia for no longer being so agile and slender.

I'm savoring these last moments darting through nebulae and swishing my tail.

There, the other two legs have sprouted.

Now I'm a space frog through and through, and I definitely don't like myself anymore.

But at least I can have fun leaping around celestial bodies, and every now and then I run into one of my own kind, but we ignore each other.

They've realized, just like me, that their body isn't in the best shape anymore; they don't make a big deal of it, but every so often it crosses their mind.

From all this hopping, my limbs have gotten more muscular. But what's happening?

Down there, there's another frog who can't jump out of an asteroid crater!

I head toward my fellow and leap into the pit, hoist him on my back, and jump out using every bit of strength I have.

Now that we're both safe, I realize that if I'd stayed a tadpole, I couldn't have saved him—and to think I didn't even get a thank you!

You should never fear change, even if it seems negative at first; you can always reach new physical forms you never imagined, capable of unleashing a different kind of wonder.

I feel like, just as I wasn't a jellyfish forever, I won't be a frog either, and I'll transcend into something else…

Fingers crossed for a dragon.

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Thanks for reading, love y’all.

Don’t be like the frogs, speak your mind, I’m curious to hear:

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