Everything Is Alive
Everything is alive, you can never die. When your body stops moving and you go cold, the pattern of your molecules breaking down resembles your brain too closely for it to be a coincidence. You try to “disperse, be disconnected,” but it’s impossible; you will never stop thinking. After soaking through litres and litres of dirt you will want to gather again and you in your infinite knowledge will hatch a plan and all your spores will find each other again and your atoms, the ones that are really you, will rendezvous over some nine months and you will Become.