loss of life is a moment like eating at regular times, it happens, except that digestion is not plummeting forces of life, everything stops, the blood congeals, the microscopic animals attack the organs, they grow during life, enzymes that do dissolve, leaving the man alive for him to continue his work, it lasts for years without worry, then one day it hurts, should surgery, complications, a leg, that is, wheelchair, scheduled end, that's for coffee, a program launched to start at seven o'clock end of the filter, blue bin, no sorting, all bodies in the earth, or we burn them for leaving only dust in an hour or more in an eternity as before, is progress, immediate pleasure of having his father on the mantelpiece, this being of flesh and blood, capable of talking, laughing, summarized in a ballot box who one day will fall and be swept into oblivion, when they say that the earliest human societies were created by burying their dead before they were animals that left bodies rotting in the open, eaten by birds and jackals, mode of gardening today, hold the ground my family for roses, it will not be surprised if one day the rose bleeds