good luck

Some fish jump out of their containers. Maybe they can't tolerate it anymore, forever circling, confronted by the limits of their containment. Or maybe it's the spirit of adventure that moves them, wanting to see what more life has to offer. Quick answer: life offers death. 

Some jumped out on their own, others were snatched up, ripped from what had been their home. The windows were open wide, trying to catch a breeze when the heat broke, wide enough for a hawk to fly in and grab two fish from the tank, one in each talon. Big fish too. 

That huge tank we took so much care to keep clean, trying to make it nice for the fish. Fish probably don't want to be living in tanks though. Not tanks or pet stores or aquariums, they are of the sea and if given the opportunity, would return to the sea. 

Are the doomsday fish that keep appearing now leaping out of the water on purpose? Are people so arrogant to really believe that they're sacrificing their lives to deliver us a message? When asking for signs, actively looking for them, perhaps everything becomes a sign. The whole world suddenly becomes responsive. 

Animals speak, weather tells stories. Whole histories are written in clouds and on soil, in trees among the branches. Wind hums and sings, coos to me as do the waters. Every rock and grain of sand on the planet is vibrating, charged with frequency, we all are, everything here has a story, a song. Here to harmonize.

I get laughed at for saying that, mocked, attacked. They used to try to lock me up the way they did my mother, my ancestors. Would have me cry my tears in isolation, but I'm not doing that anymore. Now I'm doing this.

There was one red fish at the bottom of the tank that hadn't gotten snatched up or offered itself as sacrifice to the unknown air. We're in this together, red carp.

I don't know if that's how it identifies, I might be calling it out its name, but I don't mean any offense. I'm not casting aspersions, making any assumptions about that fish's politics, I think that's what it was called. Carp? Herring?