Man strives for immortality, if not in politics, arts or science, then in the continuation of the own line and the hope they do not just disappear. The human mind allows in but few cases that the individual realizes that compost is the highest attainable state after death.
Yet a nobler purpose than compost is barely conceivable, feeding the earth and the life forms that all play a seemingly insignificant role in our world, would be something to restore the balance of our presence. This cycle underlines our “being”.
“Saikuru” is about the transitory nature of all that man is and creates, but also the comfort that the full significance of this realization entails. We live to live and the influence of our creations and existence, means so much as who and what we are, no more, no less.