Passing

The sun will rise beautifully, unwavering, like any other day. The birds will still chirp, the leaves will still rustle.
Then it hits you, how are you more important than the ants you kill out of annoyance? Why is it you who should dictate their lifespan?
You are but a mere human being.
You can't even carry things 5 times your weight, you don't even have a sole purpose in life.
Wake up, you self-absorbed mongrel.

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