When I was 17 I once found myself wading, in rubber boots - almost to my knees, shoveling maggots, in a slaughterhouse backyard.
Got rid of a full winter’s worth of rotting innards bones and well... maggots. Stuff that should have stayed frozen solid, but that particular winter, kept freezing, thawing, refreezing, thawing etc.
Clearly - disgusting.
Took three days.
Shit job.
A couple of years later I made friends with a truly fantastic soul, he had a similar experience;
But the digging he did was thru mass graves in the aftermath of Serbian fascism in the 1990’s.
The complexity of the world is hard to even begin to comprehend.
We have an inner compass or we don’t.
Who does, and to what purpose, is in this world is not always clear.
Hold on to your humanity.
It is frailer than you know.
Peter Dolving / 12-03-2022