implacable challengers

For many years it looked as if I had gone through life like a corpse empowered to walk and talk, but not to feel anything/ Having no concentration whatsoever to pursue any subject beyond a shallow attempt. The impression I had that nothing had been significant whatsoever. I had been reared just to act without ever stopping to feel anything. My parents brought me into this world to be food, like themselves and everyone else, and that's the end of the story.

Nobody ever asked me to if I would consent to be eaten by beings of a different kind of awareness. They are our implacable challengers and also the means by which the universe tests us. Give compassion to them, it is not their fault.