Reptilian Reps

Do you ever wonder what a Gecko really is? Yeah. Me neither. I mean, we all sort of get the vague understanding of them from the TV Commercials. They are some sort of Lizard Creature. Small. Probably from a warm climate somewhere, like most lizards.

I did read somewhere that Geckos can’t blink. Instead of blinking dirt out of their eyes, they lick them clean. Which means that the Gecko must have some sort of a longish tongue. Hence, the ability to lick one’s eyes. I can’t even come close with mine. And believe me, I tried, just as you are doing right now. It isn’t pretty on humans. We’ll just keep this little faux pas to ourselves.

I also know they chirp. Little songs. Chirpy Gecko Songs of long ago, when their great-grandparent Gecko’s used to roam the red rocks of Arizona. Handed down, from generation to generation. The Gecko Hymns. If I ever meet a Gecko, I am going to learn one of those songs, and sing it for three days running. If I had a bucket list, that would be on it.

We don’t really learn much about the Gecko Announcer on TV. Other than he sounds like he has a Cockney accent. That’s a bit of a bad design, as there are no Gecko’s from England. Not naturally. They could have tweaked the voice a bit and made him Australian. That would have been believable. Believable. Ahhh. But wait. A talking Gecko, that is the mouthpiece for Geico Insurance. Not exactly National-Geographic-Believable, now is it?

I had to look up the England thing, just to be sure. And that is when I found out that most of the Gecko populations around the world are running out of time. More accurately, they are running out of space and air. It seems that many of the species of gecko are considered to be threatened with extinction. And all of this is due to habitat loss and pollution. Dumb Encroaching Humans, we are.

Yep. We are unthinking sometimes. I didn’t start out writing this with the intention of talking about extinction. But unlike the Gecko, we humans CAN blink. And we are blinking for long periods of time, apparently. We seem to be running all sorts of living things off the planet. Evicted. You’re fired. Sentenced to death. And. I’m not sure who gave us the gavel.

It makes me sad, and I’ll tell you why.

We’ve quit believing.

We’ve lost our vision. We blink, and keep our eyes closed.
Once upon a time on this planet, there were many who believed in the magic. They were the Seekers of the Unknown, the Defenders of the Good, the Believers of the Nameless. Once upon a time. They understood that we all share in this connection, this energy, this light. A long, long time ago. But Power-Hungry-People snuffed that out.

Now it can get quite dark, and shoddy, and we hold the notion that Humans are the most important thing on this planet. We forgot about sharing.

I’ll tell you this. I love factual science and the exploration of that discipline. I love it so much that I am able to recognize that it is infinite, and that we are only barely scraping the surface of things. We are scarcely acquainted with the enormity of the Universe around us. We’ve only unraveled tiny little threads of the cloth.

But even in the dark of it, there are some who keep the light alive. I know you.

Today. Maybe. We can care about a talking Gecko who sings the songs of his ancestors at night. When the moon is new in the sky. If we listen, we can hear. If we look, with trusting eyes, we can see.

If we would only believe. In the magic.


“…disbelief in magic can force a poor soul into believing in government and business….”
― Tom Robbins, Even Cowgirls Get the Blues


“Science, you don’t know, looks like magic.”
― Christopher Moore


“Imagine, and it shall be.
There are no limits.⁠⁠⁠⁠”
― Evelyn Skye, The Crown’s Game