My water bottle says "Pure Life" on it, which lead me to think of all the life that exists inside that bottle, their little cities, their loves, their lives. Their victories and defeats.
I thought about it for so long that I convinced myself of their existance and I couldn't bring myself to drink it. It makes you wonder how God drinks us everyday.
Um, I think they're referring to its life giving qualities and not the fact that is has life in it.
Those lying little bastards. I'm gonna drink them into genocide no matter how many monuments they build in my honor. I'll see you after lunch.
