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"Yossarian was cold, too, and shivering uncontrollably. He felt goose pimples clacking all over him as he gazed down despondently at the grim secret Snowden had spilled all over the messy floor. It was easy to read the message in his entrails. Man was matter, that was Snowden’s secret. Drop him out a window and he’ll fall. Set fire to him and he’ll burn. Bury him and he’ll rot, like other kinds of garbage. That was Snowden’s secret. Ripeness was all."

As Snowden dies, Yossarian realizes that every person is just matter. Everyone is made of the same material and without ideas and personality, we are all garbage. Yossarian realized that one only has a very limited window to be, and in that time, you must make your mark during that time to truly be an individual.