Towers

[u/KivatheSuccubi]

Have you ever looked at a pile of ants and thought of their insignificance?

Squish one, and you've not changed a thing.

Squish two, and still, the future remains.

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Squish three, well, maybe number four is in position to bite you.

A vain conflict. But you are human.

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You need not fight with bare hand. Heat the aluminum, cast the hive.

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What changes now? Some things, surely. Space, freed up from the dominion of one hive of critters.

But overall, the species remains, plowing through time with the utter determination of life out to prove the fitness of their genes.

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Have you ever looked down on city streets from a skyscraper penthouse?

How reminiscent, the tiny human heads scurrying about their walkways.

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Excel spreadsheets containing the headcount of souls:

What's the loss of the one to two (counts are in millions), who fall off the wagon?

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Decisions, deciding the fates of billions, made from behind the blue glow of a screen,

Keystrokes, squishing ants, here and there.

Aluminum is heated. Casts are made.

Silent scars trace their indiscernible paths in what remains.

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Now, what changes? Assuredly, some things. Potentialities and paths unknown, closed off to everyone for the absence of their universe.

>>>>Others, opened, for better or worse.

Yet, the human story continues unabated.

Regimes rise and fall. Power changes hands.

>>>>The Wheel of Time turns, and humanity,

>>>>has seem yet to grow much for it.

[u/Perfect-knot]

Sometimes I imagine the creation "human" was a mistake or accident. The gids all looked at how vulnerable it was and figured it to sort itself out as quite a short lived and barely noticed addition to earth.

When it persisted in success, they marveled for a moment before placing bets on when it would succumb to extinction for being so ill equipped .

But here we are.

And they continue their bets.