It's a shaft in the existential backside that this is the best infinity can offer. Are we not embued in it?
What a depraved world that is ours. Given the minds we have to understand yet trading them for trivial vittles.
A tongue our lord and eyes, to taste our way through this cosmic mystery.
A three-year-old... Perhaps exaggeration. It hardly makes a difference. A 0.3 year-old would do, if one wished to be disturbed.
I have always opposed cannibalism but wonder if I've been wrong. We probably should begin the final feast soon, and really clean our plates.
And as long as the sun keeps shining, the pie stays pretty constant on Earth. The pie is shrinking for everybody else only because humans keep taking more of it.
But our modern life is built on the corpses of many, including children, and that pile keeps growing
TIL: Dulcitone exists that's pretty much a tuning fork piano and Scandinavia has a Harbor Freight-like shop that's called Biltema.