>>512397618 (OP)You're there, popping up randomly on a tiny spherical rock floating in the void, in the middle of nowhere, not understanding a thing about your surroundings or why you're here. You just know you exist, and from now on, you’ve got to survive.
You have a first person view, like you’re embodying some random character. Your whole life, you keep inflating and deflating two little organic sacs in your body, without even knowing why, doing it automatically.
In fact, everything you do is automatic: the slightest eye movement, feeling the need to eat, experiencing fear, moving your limbs just by thinking, or ending another creature’s life to chew its body with a row of hard little objects embedded in your mouth.
You came out of the slimy hole of a creature older than you, and that’s exactly why the one who birthed you feels a bond with you. Otherwise, that same creature would just watch you get torn apart alive by lions, munching on popcorn, lounging in the ferns, basking in the sun.
We humans tend to forget all this because we live in a developed world, far from thinking about these absurdities of nature. But deep down, we’re exactly the same, little piles of bones and flesh with slimy stuff inside that keeps twitching non-stop for a few billion seconds before giving out.
Rn, as I’m writing this, hundreds of thousands of animals are thrashing on the ground, bleeding out, slowly losing their sense of being. Others are trapped in a forest fire, feeling their skin disintegrate cell by cell while their mother can only watch them writhe in agony, screaming in death.
Even on a human scale, it’s unthinkable to get attached to someone knowing that, in a handful of seconds on the universe’s timeline, they’ll be getting eaten by tiny slimy things that wiggle, and all the memories they’ve built up are just a hard drive good for nothing but fertilizer.