Meeting the eternal

It can understand what I’m saying. Maybe? It surely has heard my language before. If I have identified it correctly that is. But surely that is it. The translucent silverish substance is so alien to anything I have seen before that it can’t be mistaken for a common bacterial mat.

Its scale is quite surprising covering the rock further up than I can see from this sandy bank. It is unexplainably mesmerizing and stepping back took much effort. It felt like the universe was painted in its coat. This silver goo over the wall is the closest thing to a god I’ve ever encountered.