Wednesday, August 6, 2014

My River Continuum

Us crazy ass humans can be thought of as a continua of patches and kinetic aggregates.

Such an image is particularly appropriate to streams. Generations of fishermen have visualized streams as omnivorous gradients of species assemblages, adjusting its insatiable appetite according to physical gradient and landscape morphology. We call this the River Continuum Concept. Population density and gross domestic productivity measures metrics of humanity's successes and tribulations across a landscape. The River Continuum Concept describes the structure and function of communities along a watershed.




Headwaters are perched on a high shelf in clear cool round jars. Inefficient unproductive oligarchies with a sense of slipping place but no sense of purpose. So they fall, don't shatter, and ripple instead. Spreading wider through grout valleys of linoleum I swear will be granite one day.

Lakes were once thought of as microcosms. It was assumed if the world outside underwent an "annihilating event," lakes would feel the effects decades later. Apparently language like that isn't used in research papers any longer, which is probably why no one has stopped to consider lakes as microcosms of their own annihilation. 

Jars fall off shelves to prove a point. Pursuing a passion with simple minds geared towards the least resistant path. Taking opportunities as they come with increasing velocity, though their free fall trajectory approaches undefined. But the depravity of gravity is headwaters leave that mountain high to seek autonomy in a less corroded valley, weakly spreading thin on the littered floor, only to lose the shelter they started with. A puddle weakly gaining ground, growing big with tributaries from other jars so inclined, cannot help but feel honed to precision.