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My name's Janne I am 19 and I'm confused about almost everything.
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My name's Janne I am 19 and I'm confused about almost everything.
I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you cannot stand.
but the grey one is strong, stronger than he knows: usb-toaster: one cubic centimeter of brain tissueis home to more...
one cubic centimeter of brain tissue
is home to more neural connections
than there are stars in the milky way;
that war should sometimes erupt between them
is not possible so much as it is inevitable
and it’s important to remember this
the next time your mind decides
to…
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We’ve done it, we’ve reached the pinnacle of human evolution
can you imagine how much funding would be put towards this on a kickstarter though
IT IS A REPLICATOR!!!
I AM STILL EXCITED ABOUT THIS
this finally makes sense
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5 hours ago
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imagine a pizza topped with several smaller pizzas
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6 hours ago
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We tend to think animals are lower than us, but all the scientists in the world couldn’t design and operate a bumblebee’s wing. We can’t jump or run very fast, and we can’t carry vast weights like an ant can. We can’t see in the dark and we can’t fly except crammed in a noisy tube like sardines, which doesn’t count. Humans compared to animals are almost totally deaf, and we can’t smell a fart in an elevator by their standards. We are finite and separate, and neurotic, while the consciousness of an animal is at peace and eternal. We strive and go crazy to become more important. Animals rest and sleep and enjoy the company of each other. We think we have evolved upwards from animals but we have lost almost all of their qualities and abilities. The idea that animals don’t have consciousness or that they don’t have a soul is rather crass. It shows a lack of consciousness. They talk, they have families, they feel things, they act individually or together to solve problems, they often care of their young as a tribal unit. They play, they travel, and medicate themselves when they get sick. They cry when others in the herd die, they know about us humans. Of course they have a soul, a very pristine one. We humans are only now attempting with the recent rise in consciousness to achieve the soul that animals have naturally.
