In Isolation We Are All Parasites

There is a story that floats around Norway, passing from ear to ear - of a man, an old musician, who lives alone on the isle of Spitsbergen, Svalbard, maintaining the largest Global Seed Vault on Earth. Forlorn with the death of his wife, he spends his days obsessing over the Seedbank, wasting away until bitter death greets. But death does not have to be bitter.There is a story that floats around Norway, passing from ear to ear - of a man, an old musician, who lives alone on the isle of Spitsbergen, Svalbard, maintaining the largest Global Seed Vault on Earth. Forlorn with the death of his wife, he spends his days obsessing over the Seedbank, wasting away until bitter death greets. But death does not have to be bitter. For Florin Natvig, the subject of such a tale, life is hard. Day by day he battles the cruel elements of the Arctic Circle, while confused and disorientated in his psychological state. And when death finally does approach he must choose; die with closure, or die with pain. But for an elderly man alone in Svalbard, such emptiness and isolation before death, can destroy.