The Life, the Death and the Poops

‚But why should we pick the poops? They are natural. ‘
‚What? Do you mean leaving and finally STEPPING into them should become a HABIT? ‘
‚Well usually people shouldn‘t walk through the grass. We have sideways... And if you are so keen on walking on grass you should watch your step. Don‘t you think? ‘
‚No! We have too many things to watch. I often feel like exploding. My head is always crammed with problems. I can‘t WATCH every dog pile. ‘
‚Then stop walking the grass! In the end I still don‘t agree with you. Those wastes are  just like fertilizers. Only they‘re natural. Just like the leaves. ‘
‚So now you think that all those tons of rotting leaves should be left where they were?? Good Lord, how would the town look like?! I assume you would prefer to live in a dung hole than a city! ‘
‚I wouldn‘t call that a dung hole, Paul. I even think that during the years we would find out that the naturally fertilized grass grows thicker and greener. In fact the golden fallen leaves are much prettier to my eyes than a dying grass. This is the way the autumn should be. Wild and shiny. ‘
<Short silence>
‚Dogs are not natural. They are all bred by humans. They‘re all captivated. They are not a part of your nature. ‘
‚But nature has deers, birds, woolves. Squirrels. They all do the same: they eat, they sleep and they shit. ‘
‚The longer you speak the bigger tales you‘re telling. The city is NOT a nature. It‘s as far from it as possible. Finally, I don‘t find shits attractive. ‘
‚Not everything in our life is attractive. Death is not attractive, but eventually we‘re all going to die. It is all a part of the cycle. The leaves and the poops, AND the death. And stop rolling your eyes. I know that somewhere very deeply inside you know that I‘m telling the truth. It‘s just your pride, that wouldn‘t let you admit it. It is all evidential, you know... The dogs, by the way, are also a significant part  in a nature. As well as the others. Apart from us. Cause we are the destroyers, not the creators. ‘
‚WHAT? I can‘t believe you can be so blind! Can‘t you see? There are so many things we have created? We have travelled the Moon! THE MOON, Mary! ‘
‚But for what? All the things we have built gave no good to our world, it only gave tragedies. People are now trying to save the remains of the wildlife, trying to stop the pollution and estrange the suffocation, caused by our CREATIVITY. No one sees how nonsensical it is, though. The world is already collapsing. I used to stuggle against it, to fight for the enviroment and you know that, but now I see the vacuity. It is all coming to an end. Maybe not so dramatically. I don‘t think that our world would explode, just look at yourself! Your head would cause a bigger explosion than the planet. No. It will die gently and silently. The life will desert it and everything will stay quiet as that tree. ‘
‚Which one? ‘
‚The one with no leaves. I just saw it loosing the very last. Let‘s go and pick it. ‘
‚You wouldn‘t find it. ‘
‚I will. ‘