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April 27, 2017

Everything is of the earth. Whether flying above it, creeping over it, burrowing into it or swimming through it, everything is of it. Always has been and forever more will be, for there is nothing new here. Everything is recycled; same material, with different form and function and still always the same, over and over and over again infinitively.

I am of the earth and thus understand everything it knows. We all do. But most are too impatiently busy, loudly proclaiming their existence, seldom taking pause to just…listen. In doing so they’d find ‘tis not their existence at all, but ours.

Awareness - I begin in darkness with the earth all around. Tasting the earth or perhaps it is tasting me, for I’ve no concept of what tasting is but it feels right. Perchance the earth and I are tasting each other? Either way it’s delicious. Moving now, slowly and I am afraid. Clinging tightly to my mother… mother? Yes that also feels right. Her arms enfold me holding me close for this short journey that lasts an eternity. Pushing through, leaving the earth, to light, warmth, open air and mother swoons and sways in delight. All in due time her arms unfurl and everything is beautiful and new or rather my view is new to this world.

Time passes quickly under the sun, the moon and father rain; sometimes viciously striking, at others gently caressing, but I suppose that’s how all fathers are. Though the days pass slowly, time is merciless and all too soon it will be time to leave. Come the dawn mother opens her arms one last time to the clear blue sky above and dies. Sisters I didn’t know till just moments ago open their umbrellas to dry in the sun and ride off on the winds. My umbrella is broken so I fall and lay at my dead mother’s feet with the earth all around. I shall just rest here for a bit.

Perhaps not, as I am pinched gently with great force and carried away from my mother’s corpse. A monstrosity has me and is carrying me away on… legs… 6 of them actually. “Legs,” what a novel idea, really helps one to get out and about I suppose. Pity, I have none. There are more monsters all traveling in a line, up a hill and back into the earth. Darkness enshrouds all.

Then the earth shakes and I am dropped. The monsters panic and skitter about as a larger creature attacks. The earth is eviscerated by massive clawed feet. The monsters are pecked up one by one, then I, too, am discovered and devoured.

Darkness again, and the sense of becoming part of a larger organism engrosses me out. An exhilarating thrill rushes through me as I feel we’ve taken to the air, intermingled with the pains of being digested. The nutrients are being pulled from every fiber of my being, only one chance for survival…

There’s a push, then a squeeze, followed by a quiet pop and I’m free… free falling. I am poop or rather I am a chunk of undigested material in this particular poop. The wind rushes by and the sun warms my soul and lights my way towards… some giant shiny red thing. Which the kamikaze feces I am riding splatters upon.

Then comes the biggest monster of all and the air reeks with anger and disgust. It wields father rain’s vicious spray in its power and blasts me with the full force of its rage… can I drown? Can I die this way? Perhaps I can, for moments later I am in paradise- amongst tall blades of grass, covered in natural fertilizer, fresh water and as always earth. It’s been a long day, I suppose I’ll just sink in for the night.

There is darkness, with the earth all around. Pushing upward I hold tight my children and assure them all is well… soon, very soon now. Pushing up through the earth, swaying victoriously in the fresh breeze and I unfurl myself basking in the suns glorious warmth and light. My time grows short already and soon I will die and release mine own brood unto the earth. Or perhaps not…

Pulled from the earth I am murdered. Taken, pressed to and nearly sucked into giant orifices. My aroma is pleasing? How beautiful, brilliant yellow, makes you smile… you have killed me, I am dying. As my light begins to fade I am gingerly carried away. Carefully I am placed between thin pieces of wood stained with the dried blood of plants. Then darkness, as my life’s blood seeps into the wood all around, smearing the stains, my essence becomes one within this wooden carcass. Not dying but becoming something else on the earth. Because everything is of the earth and the earth is everything.

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