i didn't expect i'd want to compost, not for environmental reasons but because it hurts to think of this lineage of fruit and vegetables going into the trash instead of being returned
every fruit i eat has travelled so far, generations of coming from the soil and returning, to reach my finger tips. i don't always feel finish it, but i feel obligated to return it to the earth
or else what... it's stuck here forever? in landfills?
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we live in a world where we don't see flowers everyday, dying, where we aren't acquainted with the cycles of creation and death, returning to the soil
we live in a world with objects, that we trash without thought, whose souls get stuck in landfills somewhere
in indian culture, we talk a lot about souls being helped to move on and leave the body after death. find release and remission into the rest of the spirit world
what kind of relationship to death am i cultivating if i don't even let the fruits that touch my hands return to mud
will my soul be stuck? will i know what it means to pass through and live on? because ive participated in those cycles my entire life
@AskYatharth
@relic_radiation the patterns of inhale and exhale, birth and death, more readily available, to see the world through
@relic_radiation has a tweet i can't find about this
it's not a question of causality. its a question of participation. in participating in these cycles now, my soul is ready for the larger participation
the water in our bodies came from the ocean and the mud from the clay and the stone. they will return
for most of my life, i related to this like it was a metaphor. a cute idea people had
but something about spending time with nature impresses the literalness of those cycles on you
they begin being a lived, deeply known, familiar reality that is lived from
animists don't need memento mori because they live among death and rebirth every day. the fact of death isn't far away, intermediated, stuffed away in hospitals, perpetually delayed in landfills
i didn't expect i'd want to compost, not for environmental reasons but because it hurts to think of this lineage of fruit and vegetables going into the trash instead of being returnedevery fruit i eat has travelled so far, generations of coming from the soil and returning, to reach my finger tips. i don't always feel finish it, but i feel obligated to return it to the earthor else what... it's stuck here forever? in landfills?in indian culture, we talk a lot about souls being helped to move on and leave the body after death. find release and remission into the rest of the spirit world
what kind of relationship to death am i cultivating if i don't even let the fruits that touch my hands return to mudwill my soul be stuck? will i know what it means to pass through and live on? because ive participated in those cycles my entire lifeit's not a question of causality. its a question of participation. in participating in these cycles now, my soul is ready for the larger participationthe water in our bodies came from the ocean and the mud from the clay and the stone. they will return
for most of my life, i related to this like it was a metaphor. a cute idea people hadbut something about spending time with nature impresses the literalness of those cycles on you
they begin being a lived, deeply known, familiar reality that is lived fromanimists don't need memento mori because they live among death and rebirth every day. the fact of death isn't far away, intermediated, stuffed away in hospitals, perpetually delayed in landfills
i didn't expect i'd want to compost, not for environmental reasons but because it hurts to think of this lineage of fruit and vegetables going into the trash instead of being returned ... every fruit i eat has travelled so far, generations of coming from the soil and returning, to reach my finger tips. i don't always feel finish it, but i feel obligated to return it to the earth ... or else what... it's stuck here forever? in landfills? ... in indian culture, we talk a lot about souls being helped to move on and leave the body after death. find release and remission into the rest of the spirit world
what kind of relationship to death am i cultivating if i don't even let the fruits that touch my hands return to mud ... will my soul be stuck? will i know what it means to pass through and live on? because ive participated in those cycles my entire life ... it's not a question of causality. its a question of participation. in participating in these cycles now, my soul is ready for the larger participation ... the water in our bodies came from the ocean and the mud from the clay and the stone. they will return
for most of my life, i related to this like it was a metaphor. a cute idea people had ... but something about spending time with nature impresses the literalness of those cycles on you
they begin being a lived, deeply known, familiar reality that is lived from ... animists don't need memento mori because they live among death and rebirth every day. the fact of death isn't far away, intermediated, stuffed away in hospitals, perpetually delayed in landfills
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