Above is a picture I shot of buzzards in a tree with Venus and the Moon above.   It shows life and tends to the more morbid end of photography.

The thing about life is that we never really understand it.   We simply delude ourselves into thinking we do.   Enough figures, studies, cellular diagrams, this and that result not in us understanding life, but rather it results in us thinking someone must.

The truth of life is it is beyond comprehension.   There are two points where this becomes crystal clear.   At the moment of birth and the moment of death.   What is this thing called life ?

I tend to think we miss the point when we view ourselves as individuals, rather we are part of a larger culture, as in a larger culture in a petri dish.   Collective thought and identity have vanished in modern times but that is the only true way to understand the species.


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