there's a turn of the century house, it's been abandoned for years but it's still alive. it's in the middle of a field of wheat, you know, all yellow and stuff.
and i can't understand what they had. i just can't. and then there's this great worldscape before me, it's progression under entropy. i mean, things are getting better all the time, we make new, more advanced stuff, but as a whole, everything is fading out.

it's a part of everything. the one thing you can have faith in, right? the undercurrent theme of nature - death. decay. but out of entropy, at least on the lower scale, something is always being created. the fungus, for example, growing on the decay of another organism. sad as it is, life is parasitic.