Why didn’t the turtle feel the need to evolve?
Was it lazy? Maybe bored? Did it believe it had a good thing going and didn’t need to improve?
I don’t think so.
I have a theory that the turtle understands the concept of the circle the way Buddha gets down on zen.
Everything in life marches around back to where it started. It’s the first law of nonsense.
So when the hands of the evolutionary clock hit high Cretaceous, the turtle merely tucked tail, content to ride out the storm of adaptation within the safety of its shell.
Let the rest of life run amock – growing hair, warming blood, filling up nature’s vacuum with mammalian lint.
The turtle would maintain its spot on the bargain shelf of life.
Simplicity can sometimes be the key to survival.