life and death
if you want to feel.... anything... something.... feel small, alive, lost, or ridiculous.... when you walk outside, before you hop into your air-conditioned, pollution-spewing automobile, look at a tree or a flower or a shrub. notice all of the activity going on around that single plant. flies, moths, butterflies, bees, spiders, etc. are all co-existing on that one area, all going about their business, with no help or instruction from anyone or anything else. these organisms just do. they just are. look at how the world, not the human world, but the earth world - the one composed of lava and rock and limestone and carbon deposits and iron ore and grass and saltwater and pea pods and evaporated water and goats and squid and pineapples and amebas and ants - and observe how everything moves and lives, creates and destroys and re-creates, eats and wastes and starves, flourishes and hangs on by a thread. and these things all just work as they are. they don't need us, or our colleges or our money or our fashion sense or our phone cameras or our jewelry or our drugs.

i was staring at this bee today, and i just relished in the fact that no human being had control over what it did or how it did it or when it did it, and never would. that bee is free. that bee controls so much of its own world and takes an active part in preserving the life around it. all of the creatures around us have continued to adapt to us, the stupidest fucks to ever inhabit this earth, and survive amidst the destruction of everything in their environment. what's the life of a bee like? or the life of a leaf? does a leaf feel it when a giraffe bites down? can a bee smell cigarette smoke?

i find it fascinating. balance. why do people always have to separate gray into two distinct opposites? white. black. why do they have to be opposites? what if they're useless and meaningless things in their ordinary state - but since they compliment each other - when put together, then they become something. what if the sole purpose of white is to create balance with black, and vice-versa? what if black and white are nothing and only exist so that gray can sustain life? it's not about contrasts. it's not about day/night, stop/go, man/woman. everything exists together to create balance, not to create difference or opposition. even while there is day in the western hemisphere, simultaneously, there will always be night in the eastern hemisphere. nothing is ever simply one thing or another, nor is anything ever caused by simply one thing or another; one thing is always a reflection of co-existing complementary things.

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