Life becomes death and vise versa through disturbance. The cycle persists, but within the cycle it is disturbance that turns the wheel. Relationship functions within the wheel. It is the play of the universe. Sometimes we win, sometimes lose. Win and lose disturb one another. Cows on pasture disturb the weeds. Manure ground down by hoof and weight. Microorganisms eat. Plants spring to life to be eaten, go to seed, die, to feed again, and new life springs up. The wheel turns. We are the wheel and the wheel turns us. We live and die and are eaten and life goes on endlessly. And so does death. We fight our mortality. Why? Does it all go away? To where? Flesh becomes new flesh, plant, plant, plant, flesh. Permaculture is a wheel of relationship, a wheel of non-linear succession. How do we design for disturbance? This is key. How do we design for life anew? Nothing is permanent but the great wheel. We never step in the same Pc wheel twice. Or do we? Does lightning strike in the same place? In affect, the whole world is chaos. Try putting all of this together and there is no fit. There is only the Glue that holds.