The Eyes of Yggdrasil

Now that's a lot of pressure, but I'll try.
Here's what i see, a figure that isn't human anymore, but used to be long ago, when they could feel

Since the doodled creature had been on the Steemit wave, All the other seacreatures like red fish, dolphins and whales have their 👁 on her, and are looking at her, commentating on her blogs and upvoting her.
For a New social media contender like MOI thats  something New. 

Sander super leuk dat jij door de warmte een challange doet, ben je ook gaan volgen op Insta 
Succes en tot ziens

Black Friday Stampede. The masses are going nuts.

The Tree of Life with entangled human destinies.

A shoggoth!

In the forests of eternal darkness, there grew a tree. Well, actually there grew many trees, seeing as it was a forest, though no one really understands how, because of the eternal darkness.

Anyway. This tree was rather strange, even by the standards of the forest wherein it grew. There had been trees which lived, aye, more strongly than any tree has a right to, trees which thought more deeply and strongly than you or I. There had been trees which saw, with a sight so true, missing nothing, forgetting nothing. There was a legend of a tree which once was a woman, who tired of her mortal life and chose a different one. There were even rumors of trees so evil, they would consume any foolish enough to step among their roots. 

But even among these, this tree stood out. For an unwitting mortal, like you or I  - we would look and see a tree. Our subconscious, our animal minds, would tell us that there is more that we miss - but we would not know what.

Then the more sensitive, the artists, the poets, the seekers would come out to look. 
They would see, throughout the tree
a vibrancy, shining frequently.
They would see a depth, a life, an eternity. And then they would step back, knowing that it is not for such as we to gaze upon such a thing.

And then would come they. **They!** versed in arts and knowledges so secret, such as we could not begin to comprehend. They would turn to this tree, they would gaze, they would see. They would know - this is _**it.**_ The source, the center, the place where one who looks deeply enough can gaze into the depths of the universe - for here, the universe gazes back. Here, the eyes, the infinite eyes, here the vine reaching, to know, to feel. 

They would look, and they would know. Here is the power of creation, as wild and untamed as it ever was, here is wisdom beyond comprehension. They would know, and they would leave, for in their great wisdom they understand that such a thing should never be disturbed.

Nice contest.

The image immediately reminds me of a Friends episode. The episode in which Rachel and Ross are in the livingroom arguing, while all the others are in a small bedroom, listening to the conversation through the door. They are all packed to the door the same way your creatures are.

Sweet! It's always nice to see my dear friend Tremlin, the treegremlin horde! Of course, chatting with her is a dizzying experience! She's thinking a thousand thoughts with a thousand brains, and most of those thoughts are tree thoughts and hard to relate to. The thoughts that aren't tree thoughts are gremlin thoughts, and while I can understand those a little better, they usually aren't polite. Good thing trees are so calm. She's a conundrum, but fascinating to spend time around. You just have to be willing to go with the flow and stay a healthy three steps away at all times.

You can't hide from me

Once upon a time, the creatures of the world swore to be enemies for life as they could not and did not want to get along. They fought everyday, bringing darkness and wrath to the world. A Grand Wizard of Unison came to resolve this once and for all. He casted a spell and turned them into a tree bark, to get them to work together as one and to learn to live with one another. The creatures had no choice but to learn to compromise, to forgive and forget and to live in harmony, hoping that one day, the Grand Wizard of Unison will return and turn them back to how they used to be.

Entro  en una selva espesa, veo los ojos de los animales en la oscuridad, siento la luz que de ellos brota. Sus cuerpos, miradas, troncos de árboles y enramadas se confunden. Apenas el fulgor de la luna deja ver los contornos de los ojos abiertos.  Parecen seres imaginarios, son como salidos de una película o cuento. Sé que ellos me están viendo. La selva de noche infunde un temor inexplicable. Veo esos ojos y las siluetas de sus rostros, creo que son unos siete u ocho ojos que me espían. Me pregunto: ¿Serán todos animales? ¿Habrá allí algún otro ser humano? o ¿ alienígenas merodean en esta umbra? La selva oscura me aprisiona el corazón, trato de conseguir un refugio, esas miradas me trastocan.

Nice Art! I would express this in a little Haiku.  :)

***It is too crowded.
I intervene a conflict
Between me and me.***

For me, I can see a gene. Gene that has acquired some of the heredity from previous family members. Drawing is black and white as it represents simplicity of our imagination. They cannot talk as they only "are". Older ones are in the bottom and they get younger to top as they "grow".
And it/they has/have hand to grasp to cells...

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I see different stages of life. Kind of how the same person has so many faces in the course of life. Maybe that's because it looks a lot like a tree trunk with anthropomorphic eyes. These eyes have different emotions. The top right is innocence of the child. Then excitement of a teenage. Then I see the passion, then the dissatisfied old eyes longing for something. Finally those closing eyes that depict death.

Well, I see some herons, an octopus, a dolphin, a whale, a parrot, on the right side gasparin's face and at his side, I think it's yours. I love your job.

The strange creature saw himself on a mirror and was in shock. 

Who were those other creatures hanging out from his body? Were they parasites or a part of himself? And if they were one and the same being, why couldn't he see through their eyes!? 

With that thought he understood they were separate entities... 

What do they wanted? How long had they been glued to his body?  

The creature was too mesmerised to even flinch a muscle.

Your doodle is always interesting, Sander! All the faces !!! :D :D :D :D :D

Good luck with your first contest ! I am sure so many interesting and fun entries will come <3

Well, I love to write, so here´s my ticket:
The chamber was dimly litted, but torches where nowhere to be found as the light seemingly came from the floor. It seemed to be coated with some electroluminescent green paint. I gazed amazed at the golden idol at the pedestal in the center of the room. It had to be mine, it just had to be. I approached carefuly stepping only on the stones marked with runes, and when I got into reaching distance, I spotted what seemed to be a pressure plate underneath it. Luckily I have brought a replacement. 5 Kilograms, that was how much the gold statue weighted. I made the swap with a lightning fast movement and for a second, it seemed to have worked. But as soon as I took a step away from the pedestal, I heard a loud bang and the all the massive stone doors that leaded out of the room were instantly shut. I searched for windows, or any opening of any kind. There were none. Several small jets of iridescent green water started pouring from minuscule holes in the roof, but I thought to be safe since the amount of water being poured in was so low. It would take days for the liquid to flood the chamber high enough so I could actually drown.  I devoted myself to find a way to get out of that predicament, I tried climbing, leveraging the stone doors, putting back the idol in its place. Nothing worked, and a few hours later I started to feel funny and dizzy. I thought it was stress and then I coughed blood, and it hit me: the water was radioactive. How could ancient people master radioactive water for a trap? The point was moot, since now I knew that I wouldn´t drown, I was already dead, it was just a question of time before my organs suffered liquefaction. And when the next expedition would arrive some years later, they wouldn´t even find my bones...