Life.

This is the pure acceptance of being. The completed organism strives to maintain whatever semblance of this state it can.

Life.

As far as humanity can detect, it is both interminable and solitary. This state of being exists for only one organism, and that organism is the one in existence. Though living in a crowd of similar, or very diverse organisms, each leads a solitary existence, totally independent of any other, but, though one may die and pass from this intricate web of life, another similar organism stands poised to take its place — and yet another — and another — and another — ad infinitum — interminably.

Bliss.

To live out a life to its fullest. To accept what this world has offered and to relish in it all. To frolic, to gambol, to prance, to dance. To gaze upon the far distant stars and sing, shout, howl in the night — to softly cry with joy at the beauty of it all. To know contentment.

Insanity.

To question that which is obvious. To argue against the flow of nature. To wonder “why?”, and reason out the need for a Freeway Bypass. To separate from the community, in search of peace and solitude. To destroy whole communities of life, that one solitary organism might better prosper. To gaze upon the far distance stars and dream of conquest. To be — Human.

Life.

Squirrels figured it out long ago. Watch them some time, chasing each other through the branches. To quote Jennifer Jones, in the delightful motion picture “Cluny Brown” (1946), “Squirrels to the nuts!”