Tuesday, June 17, 2008

I Haz A Body!

Biological functions are the coolest things ev4r, if you think about it. We tend to spend so much of our lives thinking of ourselves as beings that exist abstractly, immaterially, as souls or minds that are somehow more important than rocks because they don't exist as matter. Then we do things like eating, sleeping, sweating and so many other things that'll probably seem hilarious to the aliens when they make their way over here. It makes me laugh to think that this species that's so obsessed with the meaning of its existence can still think it's been designed for some profound purpose when its breath smells the way it does every morning. This body that's capable of love is cripplingly dependent on shoving plant matter into and out of itself on a daily basis, and that's pretty hilarious. You need to be reminded every now and then that you're made of meat like so much else in this meat-ridden world. It makes you humble, keeps you grounded. Get it? Meat? Grounded? Fine, be like that.

1 comment:

meagan said...

I sort of come at this from the opposite side, but I guess that's what happens when you're pulling bits of human cranium out of your shovel. (And, just so you know, that's entirely because Confederates didn't pay attention to what dirt they were digging for their earthworks and therefore made mounds of clay, earth, and grave fill.) But coming from the opposite side makes you stop every so often and wonder at the minds, beliefs, and maybe souls of people who now only exist as records and what they left behind in life.