Life according to Nature. Marcus Aurelius 5.4

There were pilgrims making progress before Bunyan, and the journey continues today.

Πορεύομαι διὰ τῶν κατὰ φύσιν, μέχρι πεσὼν ἀναπαύσωμαι ἐναποπνεύσας μὲν τούτῳ, ἐξ οὗ καθ’ ἡμέραν ἀναπνέω, πεσὼν δὲ ἐπὶ τοῦτο, ἐξ οὗ καὶ τὸ σπερμάτιον ὁ πατήρ μου συνέλεξε καὶ τὸ αἱμάτιον ἡ μήτηρ καὶ τὸ γαλάκτιον ἡ τροφός· ἐξ οὗ καθ’ ἡμέραν τοσούτοις ἔτεσι βόσκομαι καὶ ἀρδεύομαι· ὃ φέρει με πατοῦντα καὶ εἰς τοσαῦτα ἀποχρώμενον ἑαυτῷ.

I make my way down nature's road, until I fall and cease, rendering my last breath back to the winds that fill my lungs each day, and delivering my body to the world, whence my father took his seed, my mother her blood, and my nurse the milk that made me. So many years I have nourished and watered myself from this world, which has borne me walking upon it, using and abusing it for so many purposes.