There are ants in my place, ants! Where they're hiding is a mystery, popping out of nooks and crannies at the most opportune of times. They are big fat and scary, not brave enough to fight but outgoing enough to not let bright kitchen lights scare them. They don't line up like their tinier brethren and they certainly don't seem to be carrying two hundred times their weight, but what are they up to really and what do they feed upon. Are they wastes, just some genetic code that had nothing better to do so got itself a hobby or do they have a function?
Do we have a function, does anybody? Or do only those beings that have a function in the context of their larger ecosystem survive? Can we analyze our own existence under that paradigm? What is it really that separates us from the animals? Will we ever be able to isolate and identify it?
The mind boggles.
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