There are many things that disprove a sentient creator, for those interested in that. I am allready an atheist, but I still find these things interesting - such as our unfortunate ability to inhale food, and die while eating. There is also our ability to trip on our own legs, while trying to escape danger, for then to endanger ourselves/die.
Owls get to turn their heads all around, but humans don't, despite the fact that we turn to look around ourselves all the damn time - and so on.
Behold - the crane fly!
Have you ever observed one of these critters!?
My own observations begun to accumulate, little by little, as I live in a terrain that allows these bastards to come tumbling in my window all the time. And yes, tumble. They don't fly - they tumble.
Here are my observations:
1. They seem unable to fly much higher than a metre or two, and I personally believe this is due to a complete lack of senses, rendering them "blind" if they fly too far off the ground. By staying near a wall or floor, they can retain some control of direction and movement. Unlike for example a wasp, which will fly in deliberate directions, the crane fly seems to tumble around on a hit-and-miss principle, often tumbling in lil circles, locking themselves in corners, etc.
2. They regularily fly into me, into my face, into my fucking mouth - and I'm not talking about that unfortunate fly that got swallowed up cus I'm on a bicycle - no - I'm talking about me simply sitting here, breathing, and the crane fly just tumbling into my mouth, GODDAMN - there are no other animals that do this! At least outside of accidents or some kind of deliberate symbiosis. The crane fly is simply too devoid of ANY forms of self-preservation to even recognize that it should not randomly tumble itself into other creatures mouths and bellies.
3. Probably an extension of 2, but they have absolutely no fear/flight mechanism. They seem not to care if they live or die. Spiders are crafty survivors, they will even seek out dark, shadowy corners, and sprint for hiding. Some spiders will try to fight you. The other day I saw a wasp falcon-grab a big fly mid-air, and fly away with it. That's dynamic! That's a will to live! The crane fly does nothing to prevent being killed, you can litterally squash it slowly. It will sit there, and it will probably lack the neural connections to comprehend that it is being squashed.
So, I got curious - what the hell do these bugs even do?
I researched them.
I shouldn't have.
They do: Nothing.
They eat: Nothing.
I mean... they do copulate. Or they would not exist. But that's it.
They have a digestive track, a mouth, they CAN eat, and they seem to prefer sweet nectars and such, like most insects, but they can exist for a lifetime of theirs, without ever eating a damn thing.
A crane fly will live a life, and not know what food means.
Sometimes they can drink some water.
Sometimes!
So, yeah, another one of God's little practical jokes, I imagine!
Parasaurolophus had to go with the flood, sinful being, but the crane fly, nono keep the crane fly! Tumbling around into mouths, existing solely for the purpose of mockery of existence, crane flies are practically gravel that can move. They are so utterly pointless, it makes me wonder if we do indeed have much more to learn about what it means to be alive, to be concious of ourselves
Owls get to turn their heads all around, but humans don't, despite the fact that we turn to look around ourselves all the damn time - and so on.
Behold - the crane fly!

Have you ever observed one of these critters!?
My own observations begun to accumulate, little by little, as I live in a terrain that allows these bastards to come tumbling in my window all the time. And yes, tumble. They don't fly - they tumble.
Here are my observations:
1. They seem unable to fly much higher than a metre or two, and I personally believe this is due to a complete lack of senses, rendering them "blind" if they fly too far off the ground. By staying near a wall or floor, they can retain some control of direction and movement. Unlike for example a wasp, which will fly in deliberate directions, the crane fly seems to tumble around on a hit-and-miss principle, often tumbling in lil circles, locking themselves in corners, etc.
2. They regularily fly into me, into my face, into my fucking mouth - and I'm not talking about that unfortunate fly that got swallowed up cus I'm on a bicycle - no - I'm talking about me simply sitting here, breathing, and the crane fly just tumbling into my mouth, GODDAMN - there are no other animals that do this! At least outside of accidents or some kind of deliberate symbiosis. The crane fly is simply too devoid of ANY forms of self-preservation to even recognize that it should not randomly tumble itself into other creatures mouths and bellies.
3. Probably an extension of 2, but they have absolutely no fear/flight mechanism. They seem not to care if they live or die. Spiders are crafty survivors, they will even seek out dark, shadowy corners, and sprint for hiding. Some spiders will try to fight you. The other day I saw a wasp falcon-grab a big fly mid-air, and fly away with it. That's dynamic! That's a will to live! The crane fly does nothing to prevent being killed, you can litterally squash it slowly. It will sit there, and it will probably lack the neural connections to comprehend that it is being squashed.
So, I got curious - what the hell do these bugs even do?
I researched them.
I shouldn't have.
They do: Nothing.
They eat: Nothing.
I mean... they do copulate. Or they would not exist. But that's it.
They have a digestive track, a mouth, they CAN eat, and they seem to prefer sweet nectars and such, like most insects, but they can exist for a lifetime of theirs, without ever eating a damn thing.
A crane fly will live a life, and not know what food means.
Sometimes they can drink some water.
Sometimes!
So, yeah, another one of God's little practical jokes, I imagine!
Parasaurolophus had to go with the flood, sinful being, but the crane fly, nono keep the crane fly! Tumbling around into mouths, existing solely for the purpose of mockery of existence, crane flies are practically gravel that can move. They are so utterly pointless, it makes me wonder if we do indeed have much more to learn about what it means to be alive, to be concious of ourselves
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