Is the house made of flesh, or is he made of house? He screams, for he does not know.
There’s so much microplastics everywhere, we are all the same as our environment.
We are made of LEGO!!!
I’m made of Mega Construx.
You are made of atoms.
Your house is also made of atoms.
Eh, so do we. If you’re in a wooden house, it’s also made of hydrocarbons. Of course there’s a difference, it’s not literally made of human flesh, but neither are Lego houses: they’re made of the same stuff as Lego people; and so are our houses made of the same stuff as us. It’s a philosophical distinction, to say what truly divides me-flesh-stuff and house-stuff, because in one level, they are certainly different, and on another they are the same. The Lego world being all made of mouldable plastic would presumably have metaphysical distinctions between this-stuff and that-stuff that seem subtle to us, who have distinctions between this-hydrocarbon-stuff (or even this-molecular-stuff) and that-hydrocarbon-stuff.
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You met someone?
That’s fucking impressive, I can’t even get to that step.
In America, the primary building material for homes is sugar.
