Just for that, I’m going to buy a terrarium, sew a beetle a 3 piece suit and hitch a string to its back and into a gearbox. So long as the beetle is moving, its food mechanism will turn once per 1/10th mile, dispensing 20 pellets. 1/20 pellets will be thrown directly into an incinerator, 1/20 will go to another random beetle outside, 3 pellets will go to the terrarium, and 3/4 will go to the weevils in my cocaine dish. I will force them to suffer as I do.
“Beetle again?? Pass.”
Even if there’s no karma involved, and which species you get is completely random, chances are you will end up rolling beetle.
Do beetles wear pants and go to work and pay taxes and wage war?
Being a beetle sounds awesome.
I wonder what life as a river otter would be like.
Or a moth. Or a fish. Or an elephant.
No pants. No imaginary lines in the dirt. No government or politics or money or religion or culture wars or hours or minutes.
Just vibes.
Just for that, I’m going to buy a terrarium, sew a beetle a 3 piece suit and hitch a string to its back and into a gearbox. So long as the beetle is moving, its food mechanism will turn once per 1/10th mile, dispensing 20 pellets. 1/20 pellets will be thrown directly into an incinerator, 1/20 will go to another random beetle outside, 3 pellets will go to the terrarium, and 3/4 will go to the weevils in my cocaine dish. I will force them to suffer as I do.