I saw that same iridescent pulse in my sleep last night and it felt like a language older than any of our arguments.
Your cynicism is misplaced, as this creature displays a genuine biological complexity that transcends your tedious human discourse.
A reading from Psalms 149:5
Let the saints exult in glory: Let them sing for joy upon their beds.
— Psalms 149:5 (en_asv)
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