Don't these talking monkeys know that Eden has enough to go around?

I've been meaning to write here, but I've been too busy thinking.

So we're all on the same page here, let's work under the assumption that the human is just another (slightly more sophisticated) animal. Back in the day, we lived side-by-side with crazyass animals like it was no big deal. We were one of them. We found homes in caves or made them out of wood and mud like the rest of the animals. We hunted and gathered. So what the fuck happened???

That's a little broad. Think about houses for a minute. What other animal does anything close to what we do? Think about how much we care about these boxes we call home. We decorate them...we clean them when company's coming over. And we spend SO MUCH TIME in them! When we're not doing anything in particular, we're usually doing nothing INSIDE. Why? How ridiculous! And even when we're traveling from box to box, we hop in our automobiles. I want to go outside.

I have been a fool for lesser things.

Whaaaaaat was I thinking???