Actually the debris at the bottom of the ocean has been processed organically by the critters that eat it to supply the needed proteins, carbs, nutrients etc. to sustain life. As for mushrooms, fungi is absolutely delicious and in some cases quite expensive.Ah, yes, the ingredients in compost! Wonderful!I assume you only eat meat then. You don't want to know what's in that fertilizer used to grow fruits and vegetables. Got to go now, there is a strawberry patch that needs my "imput."Designer eschews shrimp, lobster, clams, and oysters. And anything else that feeds on the bottom.
So you're saying that the debris found on the bottom of the ocean has been composted?
Manure that has been properly composted is supposedly safe for human consumption.
Which reminds me; Designer doesn't go out of his way to eat mushrooms, either.
Me thinks that Designer should stay in Iowa and not travel too far from home. You my friend would starve to death in most parts of the world.
"What is Reincarnation?"
A cowpoke asked his friend.
His pal replied, "It happens when
Yer life has reached its end.
They comb yer hair, and warsh yer neck,
And clean yer fingernails,
And lay you in a padded box
Away from life's travails."
"The box and you goes in a hole,
That's been dug into the ground.
Reincarnation starts in when
Yore planted 'neath a mound.
Them clods melt down, just like yer box,
And you who is inside.
And then yore just beginnin' on
Yer transformation ride."
"In a while, the grass'll grow
Upon yer rendered mound.
Till some day on yer moldered grave
A lonely flower is found.
And say a hoss should wander by
And graze upon this flower
That once wuz you, but now's become
Yer vegetative bower."
"The posy that the hoss done ate
Up, with his other feed,
Makes bone, and fat, and muscle
Essential to the steed,
But some is left that he can't use
And so it passes through,
And finally lays upon the ground
This thing, that once wuz you."
"Then say, by chance, I wanders by
And sees this upon the ground,
And I ponders, and I wonders at,
This object that I found.
I thinks of reincarnation,
Of life and death, and such,
And come away concludin': 'Slim,
You ain't changed, all that much.'"
Wallace McRae