We spend most of our lives after age 25 fighting entropy. Entropy, for those of you who probably never even considered taking Thermodynamics in college, is that thing that keeps increasing forever and ultimately ends up with everything in total randomness. For people, that means ultimately “not being alive anymore”.
So we spend a huge amount of our daily energy fighting the tendency toward sloth and aging. Some people get experiments done on their facial skin to look younger, some people drink gallons of green tea or eat Chinese Foo Berries chopped to smithereens in a blender. I like to exercise until my eyeballs are popping out of my head and the suffering factor has reached nine and a half units; where my brain no longer functions correctly. Whether any of us has any idea if what we’re doing is helping fight the aging process is a mystery to me. To prove my point, use the Googling Machine and look up “Antiaging” and see how many paths there are to a younger, happier, and sickness-free life. At last count there are 27, 485 ways.
So about the Graveyard Hawk, now. I was watching some small birds in a large graveyard flying rapidly around a large tree, diving in and out and so on. Suddenly a huge hawk emerged and flew away, chased by the tiny [Angry Birds]. The hawk was threatening their nest, colony, eggs, whatever; and they each took to the task of REVERSING ENTROPY, if you will, to lengthen the life of the flock or their individual lives. Ah, the many tiny things we do to chase the hawk away and extend our lives….I have my own nest of Angry Birds which I use to chase the hawk. So far it seems to work for me; I think I’ll just keep the birds around.