Little ball of mist surrounded by terrifying impenetrable void. You’re being watched. What is the truth? Geological and cosmic time-frames pale in scope to the instantaneous, any measured time-distance a rendering of the simultaneous. We know this. Cringing minds lash out at peers in destitute and depraved self protection. It is better not to think and be told.
The phenomenon of bureaucratic rank is respected, is inevitable. The sum of a sequence of cells is all knowledge. We are corrupted. Our development serves the sovereign quest of an invader. It is us. We cannot rise from the savage tide.