the dead bird

Laying still, plumage intact, no sign of harm….

Why did it die?

It was time.  The environment became hostile to its continuance here.  It ceased acknowledging existence within this realm at this temporal expression.

Why?

Many reasons, mostly man-made.

Truth — man, at war with his environment, refusing to come to peace and enter harmony with the world of which he is intrinsically a part — is, in his fear, killing himself and all cohabitants which share existence within this particular time-coordinated biosphere. 

Life is dying?

Life is always dying here. It blinks in and out of existence faster than a nanosecond. 

Life is always being born here.  It blinks in and out of existence faster than a nanosecond.

Life is intrinsic here…and everywhere.  Life is one of Tao’s ever expanding, ever changing, ever compressing, expressions of being/becoming…and, though it appears to die, to cease existence, in fact, it does not truly cease.  It only is perceived to cease…and, in fact, by this system’s measurement and rule, it ceases within this temporal stream flow of this cooperative space. 

So the bird isn’t really dead.

The bird is.  And the bird is not.  Both.  Simultaneously.

However, life as man commonly knows it here and now is dying, yes.  The environment is changing. Quickly.  Life will continue, but life will be a different expression, intrinsically interconnected and codependent with the new environment which is becoming.  This is the nature of this expression — codependence.

As the bird, so we.