Death is an essential part of the process that created me. It is the mechanism which has created space for me to live in. Where my ancestors no longer are. The food I eat is more often that not dead (or soon will be), and the fuel I use often dead and fossilised wood or animal remains.
The complexity that has occured through evolutionary changes in response to enviromental change has done so through a mechanism that has as much to do with death as it does reproduction. I’m not really sure what exactly death is, but at least some of what is dead becomes alive again after I eat it.
I was in a dvd shop looking at some dvds, waiting to meet someone. There was a young child, maybe five years old, with two adults. She picked up a box, looked to one of the adults and said, “turning them over is my favorite bit”.
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