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| sun:anyone who has been there has to admit the superiority of the vegetable world to ours.� their ambassadors, in fact, betray a profound disgust that we inhabit animal forms, that we feed on anything other than the sun.� for them they are divided into the mechanical and the intelligent.� their body, the meat that moves them, is a kind of host, symbiotic partner, but without, really, a mind of its own.� Only enough to eat and drink.� the plants live on them like our flesh lives on our bones.� they send their roots down into the nerves of the animal, and from then on control its muscles, movements.� But when the animal dies the plant just sends out seedlings of itself to land and launch its grown on another host--so their spirits are immortal.� they can choose creatures of land or air or water as their carriers, depending on their whim.� their world is green, and their only food the sun.� They can think in peace while their animal halves root for food.� they themselves are vegetable, and perfect.� Without the inconvenience of an intelligence lodged in animal form, they have no fear of death.� They are left to photosynthesize, to unfold themselves and dream under the sun.��� |