The lurid green is beautiful, like a paint pour - an aesthetic prompt for the alarming reality that to breathe this stuff is toxic in the extreme. Its stench equals formaldehyde in a dissection room. |
The algae forms a sticky muck, untenable for breathing. |
Inhabited by bugs and flying creatures. |
Stagnation meets fresh water. The Anthropocene Age must redefine the balance of human presence in nature as our points of intersection become increasingly synthetic. |
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