doughnuts, the death of god, and our demise
the universe is a doughnut. it is a brain in three parts. a dream in three ways. it reminds us to chew well, don't choke on the wishbone.
if i were a squid, i too would defy time. life is risky anytime you have to eat. but if the eternal return iincludes a dozen doughnuts, count me in. i consume the universe as it consumes me, until there is no me to consume, i will continue.
the brain is in three parts: one optic lobe behind the left eye, another optic lobe behind the right eye, and between them a strangely shaped doughnut of nervous tissue. through the doughnut hole runs the squid’s esophagus. this is the most direct route from the mouth into the mantle, where the stomach and other organs lie, but as you might imagine, swallowing through your brain can be risky. the squid must ensure that each bite is small enough to pass and devoid of sharp bones.
↳ danna staaf, squid empire: the rise and fall of the cephalopods
but after the death of god, us clever animals too.
i am always hungry, but it poses no risk. the only way to starve here is to run out of ideas. god is dead, and soon it will be our turn too.
in some remote corner of the universe, poured out and glittering in innumerable solar systems, there once was a star on which clever animals invented knowledge. that was the highest and most mendacious minute of "world history"—yet only a minute. after nature had drawn a few breaths the star grew cold, and the clever animals had to die.
↳ friedrich nietzsche, on truth and lie in an extra-moral sense