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What is 'eternal'? could it be what is 'outside' one's own shell or which 'floats' inside like a kind of 'dark' matter, never seen but holding the whole together?

When one looks into 'nature's own expressions of life and our own of 'modernity', diversity is still the dominant theme floating through and through each iteration found there, all around the planet, while humans plummet deeper and deeper into sterilization patterns expressed all through 'new' cities, new appendages which all turn back upon their 'creators' devour them, incrementally, stealthily, kind of self cannibalism?

We try to 'create' perfect environments, perfect facades, all denials in the face of our own absolute imperfection, forever loosing our footing into this planet's own mulch of never to stop brewing diversity, a fractal process which provides cracks however infinitesimal through life surges, an infinity of buddings, each different yet all steps into an infinity of directions.

Yes, through the 'each' of us...