Despite all the horror, still the joy far outweighs the suffering. I was reminded of that today by a huge flock of geese calling exuberantly as they flew south. Why are they constantly calling out instead of conserving their energy for flight? Maybe there is a “scientific” explanation (something about dominance order or flock aerodynamic adjustments), but in that moment I knew—I could hear it plainly—that they were calling from a surfeit of life force, from the irrepressible joy of being alive, like a boy shouting “Yee-haw! Yippee!” as he plays in the surf.
— Charles Eisenstein
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