Here are some wandering wonderings on the echoing implications of our relationship with death
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On mushrooms, death, transformation... and Epstein
Wonderings on the echoing implications of our relationship with death When I die, compost me. Put me under a tree - a snow gum, if possible - and let it feed. Let the mushrooms and their mycelia unmake me into morsels, into molecules becoming free to become something otherwise. Consider