Then you are the mosquito biting the iron bull.
Well, so in the same way he said, "look..."
We come to a situation that the ego can't deal with.
By, as it were, passing on a torch.
And say, "Now you work."
It's a far more amusing arrangement for nature.
The shapes of scratches on the floor cease to have magic.
And so nature's self-awareness is a game worth the candle.