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  • Today, Death wears no black hood and stretches out no white bony hand. Instead, the face of death is yellow and green with a long, folding, sticky tongue. It is a sunny spring day, not a day to die, if you can choose to live. But if you are a fly, your number might be up.

    Of course, the heron or the raccoon or the snapping turtle might be headed for the frog.

    Think of all the mosquitoes that frog could eat. Who decides who lives and who dies?

    For example, how many lives do each of us consume in plants and animals before we die?

    If a non-vegetarian eats an average of 6500 animals in a lifetime, imagine how many plants s/he eats. And eating animals and plants is only one of the many ways we kill them.

    Perhaps WE are the face of DEATH,

    Image credit: me, acrylic painting (tonight)

    PS: I have written many stories in the past few weeks, but am having computer issues and do not know how to upload images from my iPad to Cowbird.
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