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.
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.