We are born with a special carcinoma.
It has a mild effect, it acts very slowly, but has no cure.
The asexual or sexual reproduction of living beings contaminates the skin of gynoecium, androecium or plant clones, bird eggs, mammalian eggs and spermatozoa, carrying a DNA that appeared, who knows how; it is said that its first “indisputable” (?) evidence appeared at least 3.5 billion years ago. If it was chance that created it, we have its good side, we live; and its nasty side.
“Tout passe tout casse tout lasse et tout se remplace”, says the French proverb, which is also unknown from what, who and how it was born. The whole world uses it and repeats it, not noticing that living beings cannot be replaced.
Even organizing photos and videos in which we appear, we will not be able to play a video of us, like the one you’ve certainly watched, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_EUqUrZy4c.
But we will have snapshots accompanying our ageing, loaded with meaning, with memories that we will better remember the environments we were in, homesickness, happy or sad emotions; our life story.
And there go our skins covering, compressing, protecting and carrying bones, organs, pipes, tubes and tubes, blood and other things, our memory (which we don’t know where it is), seeing and participating in the surroundings, listening, talking to others, greeting, hugging, kissing, making love with others, spreading this disease into the future.
Today’s drugs are many and different, more effective; fight this type of carcinogenic cells, give the skin survival and delay its total destruction.
Let’s go ahead because — literally -, behind comes people.
Wishes and hugs to all skins, from the surface of mine.