DILEMMA 12 Except for the love of our children, physical life is merely to kill and eat life to live until killed and eaten by germs, though each soul yearns for escape into a gentle, loving afterlife we make it worse by gorging and trashing the Earth for special privileges, then launch upward and outward to escape the curse somewhere among multi-millions of dwarf stars in a frigidly expanding universe. Otherwise this healthier and stronger life-supporting planet would live thousands of years longer.

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