I'n so mad the Sun is called the Sun. It's a star, a giant boiling nuclear plant, a space object, we can't call it Sun, or ''Ginger pussy'' or ''Heavenly fireplace'', it should be called smth like Betelgeize, or K7104, etc., more scientific and realistic. Instead we call it Sun and this ruins our lives and perception of reality, in the sense of we take sun as something domestic, habitual, something that we own, we look at it as a warm bright spot rising each day like it's on our service. We don't realize that we're living on a stone flying in the freezing dark abyss, and have this fire ball flying nearby, keeping us warm, and we don't care about it at all, we don't even think about the sun, it's just some boring thing waking us up each day, we look at the sky and say ''uhh fuck, it's gonna rain again'' while there's an endless universe behind that layer of clouds, and we crawl on this stone covered with rotting organics and do our primitive routine. I'm so tired of this false culture we're living in, thinking everything around us is our farmland from some fairy tale and we are hobbits on it. Is this what we came to after thousands of years of philosophy and science? Do you realize that we are still living with a primate's consciousness, in the era of ''sticks and stones'', messing in the mud and filth as a bunch of worms and bugs. Our present reality can be compared to the one that Sentinel savages are living in today, complete disgrace, while above us in space there is and absolute ''modern'', finite futuristic reality, that we are able to make our habitat by using our brain's potential to full extent.