If we continue on the trajectory we seem hellbent on going down, we do more damage to the planet.

And in the name of what? Life?

But what is life if there is no room for death?

That room under our feet of rotting life-giving humus.

Soil erosion, deforestation what is all this but a slow erasure of death and therefore life too?

On the surface, we are creating more death through our fear of it.

But what we should fear most is making death itself obsolete.

And if there are no forests, if there is only damaged soil where to does death go?

And if death goes where does life go?

You break symbiotic relationships and all crumbles around you.

The erasure of death is the erasure of life.