A sprinkle of protons and a dash of consciousness; a stream of light and an evolved ape jumping on the moon; a smile of words and a bit of warmth organized into a bit of body that holds onto its organization until it reverts to the Lego pieces of organic molecules from which I came? And finally, what will be drinking the Universe? When I eat a plum, some of the proteins go into forming my tongue while some of the sugars help my brain churn out more experiences. In other words, part of eating becomes future eating. In other words, all those who have or will have lived taste and digest are a part of all those who have or will have lived.
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