{ Thought }
In nature when an organism dies its body decays into nutrients for the next bed of life to thrive off. This passing of energy is the precise and perfect purpose of all existence; it is the act of renewal to which keeps the Earth breathing. Mortals' predestined role is to fulfil this responsibility, to cooperate with fellow inhabitants, whether it be an epidemic fungus conquering the depths of a fishing pond, or a grandfather oak tree leasing his colossal trunk and shelter to the various beings dependent. It is our duty to live the life nature intended, and thus, protect our world.
