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  • I was recently photographing a newborn baby for a client. When it comes to photography, kids and animals are quite challenging because they simply are unpredictable and don't have the level of maturity and/or reasoning that adults (or at least most adults) have. Knowing this, I held this baby girl in my arms and softly spoke to her while trying to soothe, comfort and make her feel at ease in this new environment. As I did that, she cracked what appeared to be a smile. I thought she had farted, but the Mom said it probably was a smile which I thought was odd for a 12-day old, but I figured smiles are always better than tears, so all good!

    I like to talk as I shoot & this was no different than other sessions so I kept doing that because I was enjoying the occasional smile I'd get from this child. While doing that, I couldn't help but think about my mortality, the cycle of life and how I think it's all screwed up. I'd heard someone talking about this many years ago and I can't remember who said it or their exact words, but the message stayed with me and makes me chuckle every time I think of it.

    Life is tough. It takes up a lot of time, effort, blood, sweat and tears but when it ends, what do you get? Death. -Seriously?
    Rearranging the entire life cycle in a way that makes more sense and is perhaps more "rewarding" would make it a bit more interesting. It should be something like this:

    The first thing to happen should be death, that way it's done and over with.
    Next, you go live in an old folks home. They then "let you go" when you're too young to live there.

    After that, you get a fancy sports car, a Rolex and you go to work for around 40 or so years until you're young enough to actually enjoy the fruit of your labors.
    At that time you're free to party, drink, have all kinds of fun and get ready to go to college, then high school and grade school, as you become a kid, -all play and no responsibilities.

    You then become a little baby like the child in this photo, eventually going back into the womb and spend 9 months floating in warmth and love until it all finally comes to an end as an intense orgasm.

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