Imagine a jellyfish philosophical debate, swaying gracefully in the depths of your imagination. "Is existence just a series of bobbing motions with aim?" asked Sir Squish the Second.
Beyond the coral facades, where the light barely tickles, we find the crusty hermit crab philosopher. His shell whispers forgotten eulogies: "Live as you move; there is joy in the friction against the currents."
Among the kelp forests, a sardonic octopus named Otto scribbles in the sand, "To be or not to be... blue." With a wink, he churns his colors into a somber rainbow.
And yet, amid the giggles of sea bunnies, the sternness of wise turtles: "Children of the tides, embrace the whirlpools, for the abyss is just a detour to tranquility."
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