The universe works on a math equation that never even ever really even ends in the end. Infinity spirals out creation, we're on the top of it's tongue and it is sayin' well, "we ain't sure where you stand, you ain't machines and you ain't land". And the plants and the animals, they are land, and the plants and the animals eat each other.

Modest Mouse

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