This clip shows a headless turtle being gutted like some grim, formerly living piñata. At first, I thought of comparing it to one of those snake-in-a-can toys from the '80s… but then realized that might as well have been 800 years ago.

It’s hard to fathom living like this—knowing, or perhaps never realizing—that at any moment in its short life, where few creatures die of old age, it could be chased down, decapitated, and hollowed out by a sea lion… all while other sentient beings casually observe from a boat.

Once the life is gone, it’s gone. The physical body might linger longer, but the turtle itself vanishes, reduced to mere fuel for another creature's day. The sea lion doesn’t pause to reflect on the life it just ended; it acts on instinct, participating in the relentless cycle of survival that governs nature. In this system, individual lives don’t matter—only the continuation of species through the balance of births and deaths.

I swear this was going somewhere.

[📹 soykb23]