Most folks don’t care that they represent evolution.
They just accept aliveness as the standard state
for everything without deducing that life has
an out door as well as in which means the
carpet they’re soiling is somewhere in
the middle of this too small and get
ting narrower hallway to gawd knows where.
Thank you, friend.
Believe me, the dead things here would LOVE to be alive so they could die again too but uh, there’s a lineup.
And you’re at the front, you lucky beggar.
Close your eyes and hang onto yerself.