nothing so strange
...Thoreau's Journal: 21-Feb-1842

I must confess there is nothing so strange to me as my own body. I love any other piece of nature, almost, better.


huzzahh said...

this is confuzing

michael jameson said...

the body dieing from birth,each cell replicating over and over, perfect from birth yet the replicating process is not perfect, new cells are made some imperfect and as we grow old our body changes as more and more of these cells are made,and far to soon we can only propagate the species and not ourselves. michael jameson oldantiqueguy@hotmail.com

xavierv14 said...

The body: the ever-present challenge linking observer, and the observed. You, here, are no mere part of nature, but essential.