Our body is a garden and we have left it untended for far too long.
The longer I study systems and biology the more I realize that our body is an upright mobile garden. We are the dust of the earth that got up to roam about the land. The rest of our family supports our existence and they do it from the luxury of the soil we once knew. But we were and we remain nomads; and so we came together to create this body, this upright garden that would support our mobile existence while satisfying our frontier spirit.
We are legion. For we are many. For we are made of dust and we will be one again.