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In maybe a similar kind of vein, I view humanity as this greyish amorphous blob that grows over iterations, stretching its gummy surface over the globe as it tries not to eat itself before it reaches adulthood; currently in a state of adolescent angst as it slowly becomes aware of itself (that is: all of itself, not just the top loud parts) and reaches greedily for the stars whilst potentially succumbing to its own dreamed up fantasies