saw a robin pull a worm out of the ground and wondered if anything is actually alive. it is horrible to see anything die, to know anything dies but there’s another view from where you could ask is anything alive in the first place? a question unlikely to be of value to anyone since isn’t it obvious we all are alive…but theres the rub. if you are alive where is the you? people are busy calling themselves bob and helen, sunye or phillip but where are they when they look in the mirror? they see parts of a body but where is the fred or rachelle? what proves you are alive? are you in fact alive? is you anything other than thoughts telling oneself one is a self? and if it is just trying to affirm itse;f about itself is that any kind of definitive proof? i do not think so. it’s like music is just sound waves or its just like traffic, belches, streetcar squeals are also music.