"What if our cells had minds of their own?"
"Our cells. As in the cells in our bodies?"
"Yes. What if they could think?"
"Okay. And?"
"Well imagine it. They'd have their own thoughts and dreams and wishes. They'd fall in love, marry, split up, have children, have dreams of their children being successful..."
"Well, what if they did?"
"Think about it. You know how we tend to believe we're the most important thing in the world, simply because we are, by default, the most important thing to ourselves?"
"Yes."
"Well wouldn't you feel rather condescending to think that your cells actually thought they were important?"
"Important in what sense?"
"Important as individuals, of course."
"Oh. Well, I suppose I would then. Feel condescending, that is."
"Exactly. It's quite amusing that they might think they actually make any difference whatsoever, because nothing they could possibly do could have any effect on our organism as a whole."
"Haha I guess. Their dreams, their ambitions; none of it matters in the least. Although, don't you think it's a rather nihilistic view of the world?"
"Oh quite. But then again, I get that way sometimes. After all, what do we know how far or deep the world extends?"
"I suppose you're going to apply the theory to humans too?"
"Quite expectedly."
"Haha. So none of what we do matters?"
"Nothing. It doesn't matter if we're a saint or a sinner, we all meet the same fate whether by accident or design."
"You mean death?"
"Yes. And even that makes no difference to the large organism we are a part of, whatever that might be."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, millions of cells in our body die everyday. Does it make a difference? No. They're replaced by new ones."
"Ah. And the new ones carry out the necessary functions one way or another."
"Exactly. Have you noticed how no social group ever goes extinct? There are always new humans to fill it up."
"What social groups?"
"We'll always have dictators, we'll always have scheming corporates, we'll always have downtrodden victims. There's always someone to fill in these roles."
"And they keep the world going in the same cycle."
"Right. For years and years and years. Like how our circulatory system always works in the same way, along the same route."
"But of course, the meaning of time changes."
"Oh yes. Like dreaming, where hours in a dream may have been a minute in real time."
"And our lives are of no significance whatsoever."
"Nope."
"Well there's some food for thought."
"Oh sure."
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"I've been wondering..."
"What's that?"
"What if the little humans in our bodies had minds of their own?"
"Hahahaha. You crack me up."
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