Do you ever just realize that everyone is in space right now? Like, sure, there’s an atmosphere, but other than that you’re basically out there. The air around you is sky. The vacuum around you is universe. When you take a closer look, there are universes within universes, whole worlds of microbes, like the ones on the very surface of the keyboard I type this on - on the larger scale, ecosystems of stars, being born, evolving and dying - like in a cosmic “firework show”. But they don’t tend to affect each other, I think. They’re so far away…

And then, there’s us. We’re so small yet so big. Does that make us special or just mediocre? To an ant we are giants, to a star we don’t exist. Why does consciousness as we know it only exist in the middle of sizes? Maybe because it’s “as we know it”, and of course we only really know what things are like at our scale? Maybe sapience is subtle, and it can only be detected when you spend every moment dealing with it. Perhaps atoms are kind of conscious, and brains are the shape they make such that their consciousness field constructively interferes. Idk