For all of life, something must die. All life that you see is built on death. The whole of creation, the flow of life force itself through all of creation is the ouroboros. You are the snake that eats creation’s tail. You are the tail being eaten by creation’s serpentine mouth. All that sustains you died as it became you. As you die, so too will you sustain another life.
Take me to a cemetery so I can meditate on the secrets of creation. Take me to a graveyard that I might be confronted with truth.
Here’s the cruel reality of all that is, ever has been, or perhaps ever will be: all this suffering and all this chaos is a part of the jungle. Life itself. There are predators amongst humanity like there are predators in the animal kingdom. Just as a predator will kill and eat upon the flesh of another to sustain itself, so, too, are there predators amongst humanity who will, without remorse, exploit others to sustain themself.
Oh, and of this cruel, cold fact — would you like to know what makes it even more cruel, even more cold?
It isn’t the fact that, unlike the predators of the animal kingdom who will kill the prey they sustain themself upon — a mercy to be sure — humanity’s predators instead keep their prey alive while they feed. Yes, they vampirically suckle upon their blood, but they will leave just enough so their prey can stay alive and of value.
No, it isn’t that fact. It is the fact that, unlike the jaguar or puma or lion, who will stop killing after it’s had its fill, who will stop killing after its eaten and stuffed its stomach, there are humans who have bottomless pits for bellies. Forget the fact that they ignore all other ways to sustain themself without preying on their fellow humans; no, they will not just choose to be a predator where they did not have to, but they will also continue to prey on others far, far, far, far, far, far, far beyond what was ever needed to sustain themself.
We call this greed.
THE CLOSET MYSTIC 