#random rambles ig

I’m gonna start posting random rambles on stuffs, don’t mind me people who check my account, and hello people that don’t know me :3

Anyone else randomly moving around and then you suddenly become overly conscious of the idea that you’re a tightly woven sack of meat filled with undesirable organs ripe for being ripped apart by the hands of some god or deity or whatever if only because they feel like it? That these brittle little bones won’t hold up in the end, and the blood in your veins will eventually cease to flow? Anything we may deem it necessary to rip apart will be destroyed? How would we like it if some larger creature ripped apart our species, maybe blamed the splitting of a hip to be good fortune for whomever left with the larger piece/side (wishbones). By no means are we the beings that be but to the ‘lesser’ creatures are we not terrifyingly powerful? Or do they not care? Do they accept it? Do they even consider it? Why must we think? What’s so important about that? It’s innate yet we use our brains for such utterly inane stupidity it’s all wasted. In the lottery of evolution we were lucky, for what? And if not luck then why did we work to this? For this? This?.