Because human experience alone is too dull for a being existing in a vast universe with trillions of stars. Slip on the metaphysical shoes of some other creature every now and then and marvel how utterly alien human existence actually is. And we’re just one tiny wet rock, spinning around an unremarkable star, in an out of the way spiral arm of an unremarkable galaxy among an endless sea of pinpoints of light.
Because human experience alone is too dull for a being existing in a vast universe with trillions of stars. Slip on the metaphysical shoes of some other creature every now and then and marvel how utterly alien human existence actually is. And we’re just one tiny wet rock, spinning around an unremarkable star, in an out of the way spiral arm of an unremarkable galaxy among an endless sea of pinpoints of light.
I disagree with all of what you said, but I like the way you think.
Carry on, but like a cat would.
🫡 Meow.