The flying tortoise

My friend, when cutting some Phd papers, caught this guy...

It is pretty hot inside the cave. I came up to the roof to sleep there, and that is when i noticed it.
The wires stretched to hang wet clothes to dry had sprouted, flowered and was now laden with numerous plastic garment clips. Such a nice sight to see for the farmer in me, in this arid and hard columned land.The moon was shining too bright, to not sway me too hard from sleeping. Guess He had given the option and did not really turn the light off.
Still wide eyed at the clip fruits, i groped for the switch. I could not find it. So i asked the Dark One and she said "Its in your head!" I found the switch and lied down. Later, half asleep, i noticed that i was thinking/dreaming of how to export the Moon-Clip interbeing in .slab format. Too much of business and software. I groped for the next switch and do not know when i slept.