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I remember feeling a strong sense of smallness looking up at these impossibly large clouds towering over the sprawl of the South African Highveld. Like a childhood encounter with the sublime. Feeling insignificant in the presence of the huge uncaring forces of this world, or something like that.

Hyaenodon as a genus persisted for some 25 million years (!) and even though every member would eventually go extinct, I think there's actually some comfort to be found in that persistence if I want to go looking for it. Maybe because there's a kind of defiant quality in bringing up the next generation of placental carnivore in such a world.

I always love spending time with these scenes in the ancient Cenozoic, so big thanks to you, the viewer, for indulging me. But for now I've got a few more contemporary ideas to hash out.