As I sat in my sickly bedridden state yesterday, I had ample time to consider the very nature as to why we are all here. Are we here by the divine creation by a more intelligent being or are we nothing more than an arrangement of amino acids and atomic structures. After much thought, and in truth, quite a bit of cough syrup, I have come to the conclusion that it is neither. We are nothing more than the fleeting day-dreams of a giant magic super beetle. This pale blue dot and everyone one it, all day-dreams. Everyone you know, love, ever will know, and everyone that has ever lived, all were nothing more than the firings of a beetle's neurons.
I sat for most of the day wondering what to do with this incredible revelation. Should I alert just the media, or extend it as far as the heads of the world's governments? While looking up the number to reach the local chapter for the Department of State, I had a sudden change of thought. Maybe, just maybe, the knowledge was in itself the reward...or maybe I've had too much Nyquil.
Giant Magic Super Beetle (Artist Rendition)
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And where does this Super beetle reside Darius?
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