A Rozy View on Life

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Thursday, July 17, 2008

A Glimpse into the "Depths" of my Mind

You know how people have a terminal velocity? Like when people jump out of an airplane and reach the fastest speed they can go.
I wonder if grass has a terminal height. Like the highest height it can grow to and not get any taller.
The reason I ponder this is that if grass does not have a terminal height, my imagination runs wild. ( I confess that I don't know all that much about when and how the continents got populated and when, but work with me here.)
The way I see it, when the Indians got to America the grass had been growing for quite some time. I'm not just talking days, months and years here. So basically anywhere they wanted to go, they had to trek through grass fields that were hundreds of feet tall. Perhaps thousands of feet tall.
I suppose there were grass eating animals around, but surely not enough to take care of all the grass.
You see where I'm going with this? I see either two options. Either grass has a terminal height or the Indians spent the vast majority of their time forging machetes and hacking their way through grass jungles, the like of which modern society has never seen.
Yes, this is what I think about in my free time.


  • At 11:23 PM, Blogger Alexis said…

    Lest you think this post went unnoticed, I'm here to let you know I read it.

    Fascinating, thought-provoking, perhaps very slightly worrisome.

  • At 5:05 PM, Blogger Emily said…

    Wow. You are so much deeper than I originally thought. Too bad that's when I passed judgment.


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