Whitespotted Filefish -- Cantherhines macrocerus, browse with Wordsworth:
'The world is too much with us; late and swoon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon,
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not. – Great God! I’d rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.' ~ "The World Is Too Much With Us" by William Wordsworth, 1807.
'... and the time will come when you see we're all one
and life flows on within you and without you.' ~ Beatles, "Within You Without You", 1967.