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I don't believe this is a physical realm. Pulling, pushing, grabbing, sweating and humping won't do anything. And though I can go for pie right now, I wouldn't be able to eat it.
If I got shot in the head, thus meaning I'm dead, then I am completely at a loss. My calculations always came up null regarding an afterlife, but perhaps this is the hallucination that occurs just before death. If that is the case then I hope it's over soon.
What am I? I am a human. Inventive, adaptable, flexible, persevering and short-lived: the perfect parasite. We feed on ancient sources until they are dried up, then move on.
Now see the elder sign as a lake: A human will float, but a human in a shell of ancient iron ore, powered by the liquified remains of beings millions of years dead, will naturally sink to its doom.
Does that make the human inside a car as well? No, just an idiot who was unable to adapt and is thus eliminated from the race of life.
Naturally, I won't share that fate.
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