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Chaos is generative.
Fertility comes from death.
Seeds need soil -- made of dead things -- to root into, otherwise they quickly shrivel. There's no shortage of seeds in the world, always sprouting and dying.
It's hard to trust the process. It's hard to see a space of death as a niche that will be filled, to trust that natural process, rather than focusing on what's now gone or even what we think should come. Though, of course, we are part of what's to come.
This last couple years has built up so much thick black rich soil. Before it just felt like a pile of dead things, but now--
Fertility comes from death.
Seeds need soil -- made of dead things -- to root into, otherwise they quickly shrivel. There's no shortage of seeds in the world, always sprouting and dying.
It's hard to trust the process. It's hard to see a space of death as a niche that will be filled, to trust that natural process, rather than focusing on what's now gone or even what we think should come. Though, of course, we are part of what's to come.
This last couple years has built up so much thick black rich soil. Before it just felt like a pile of dead things, but now--