Death Becomes Ye

Death is such a variably controlled aspect of the human experience. Many things have the power to sustain and end life, and that control is shared with many creatures amongst our existence. Everything dies. This base fact keeps those who understand death at bay with reality: that at some point, that person or creature will imminently cease to live anymore. And for anything or anybody that does not completely understand death, it works as a background motivator to keep going, to keep struggling in order to maintain life. A baby cries when it feels pain or is hungry because those negative components threaten the welfare of its life. Similarly, an animal is engrained with instincts that protect it from danger when a threat is present. This fight to keep going, for any creature, is pretty much futile, as everything will eventually end. Thus, it's almost comforting to know that between man and creatures, death is such a controllable component. At any time, humans can end the existence of another, either in vain or in good will. We murder people, we spray pesticides on plantations, and we give concern for sickly animals by "putting them out of their misery" or "putting them down." Although maybe not as logically sound as humans exercise, animals equally have the ability to kill their own species, humans, or anything they please. The difference is that humans and animals have entirely different focuses in life. Does this get us anywhere closer to understanding our similarities?