Trash

Nothing wielding onto this white piece of technological canvas, have I been able to craft  such a meaningful creation that might earn a quality seal that explains what waste is. To write about trash  having not dwell on the matter for a certain length, it is to impose a voice of one's soul that knows so little about garbage as of any other issue in this so-called reality. 

What is trash then? 

Perchance the remains of a once purposeful item that has now been rendered useless by the current owner and as such has been shown to a proper litter box, where items with similar purpose are being gather to be evicted from the premisses of the manor.

But the detritus of some might be the broken pieces that complete a new purpose for others. Like so many things in this life, everything, even trash is a very relative term. After all the peels of fruit and vegetables can be used to do fertilizers that can help with the crops. 

The fuel fossil that powers so many of the machines in the man's world are actually made of remains of beings that lived many years ago. If anyone was around to see it they might refer to it as a sort of trash, but after a cycle of rebirth is completed a new purpose was found. So trash is only trash from a very narrow point of view. 

Granted that for mankind, the accumulation  of so-called trash, brings many problems for the organization of the world as a living entity, but truth be told, nature has a way of taking the trash out and recycling for many of our generations. From the stand point of nature itself, we too as a species will become fossil fuel for other species to come. 

Despite being a very unpleasant item to have, most of the waste that is produced today comes from excess comfort. People tend to have more than they need and disband easily what they assume is pointless. However, pointless is in itself an interpretation. Likewise, the words that are stated here for many can be just an expression of my views in 2024, but most likely to many will be just trash.