Pets, loves, lives

When it comes to pets, some get this, some get that, dogs, cats, parakeets. My wife likes cats, so we get cats.

One loves each one of them.

Very sad when each of them dies.

It’s disconcerting to think of, but what we’re loving is life.

Every single manifestation is individuated. We want each to keep existing. We feel as if we love the individual . . . and we do.

But.

The lovable thing is life.

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We have no idea what life is. Each organism has a time period. My assumption is that life does not. There’s a constant efflorescence. There’s a general aliveness. It all “feels good” when healthy. It’s all lovable.

People cherish individuated stories. Sad when each ends. Those are just characteristics of human beings.

Every kind of life, every individual, has characteristics. Probably each cherishes their own. But the generality is the stream of life.