At the Oasis #6

In a lush, primeval forest thick with towering ferns and ancient trees, a group of Neanderthals gather around a serene pool of water nestled within a rocky hollow. The pool reflects the dappled greens of the canopy above, its surface gently rippling from the cool mist of a nearby waterfall that tumbles down a rugged cliff face in the background. The Neanderthals, sturdy and broad-shouldered, are dressed in rough animal pelts, their hair wild and tangled. Some crouch at the edge of the pool, cupping their hands to drink or peering curiously into the shimmering water. Others stand in silent awe, watching the cascade as it crashes and flows with timeless force. A few younger members toss pebbles and play, while the elders observe with thoughtful eyes, perhaps sensing something sacred about this place. The thundering waterfall drowns out speech, so their communication is mostly gesture and expression—primitive, but rich with meaning. Above them, birds call out in the treetops, and the scent of moss and wet stone hangs in the air. It is a moment untouched by civilization, a meeting of life and nature in its raw, ancient harmony. Bud Haslett: FOMO-FUD April 2025 Image from NightCafe – Crystal Clear XL Lightning / Preset: Bon Voyage Words from ChatGPT-4.0