Sorry, this stopped being about animals.
I'd stop eating air if I could.
lolzies.
It is nice you think of this in relation to pain.. it insinuates that you think of nature as perfection or.. the pure. Where as some humans, enjoy pain >_<.
Though disease runs rampant, and so many groups of people are out there quarantining areas, and protecting species from viral epidemics. While we sit here burning away some heat (heating being waste in terms of energy and efficiency//perpetual energy).
Did you know that animal saliva has been show to stimulate plants to grow, kinda like pruning; but apparently more so.
There was a more ritualistic time, where food was given the heavens in the gods it inspired.. and every meal was eaten under some grace, harmony and understanding of thankfulness. Gods of the harvest season, the sun and the rain; and rath for doing wrong by these qualities of .. appreciating what one did and ate. Or the monks who tread so carefully, they dare not move.. or those who will never sit.
Might not seem it, but there is a place (in the world).. to exercise your yearnings or (each) will.. I don't think it the best option.. if so.. to dwell in the place of hate.. and exert all provoked feeling and realization of self.. in centralized and ineffective catharsis towards others within the same cities of mud.
I have thought about, and felt like moving out into the uninhabited or less electric places.
But in theory, in my mind, don't think I could be and see that.. chemical smog start approaching on the horizon.. seeing trash begin to float down the stream.
So I feel it can be equalized in the place it is most prominent, poignant or potent (maybe source also), so I do feel it more... purposeful to stay here, than sit in some sanctuary.
Amongst the forest, by water. (even if possible).
Yet I can also sense it — be wasted and dispersed in our homes.. towards fellow coterie.. towards family. Equalized, before it ever gets to be put to use.