What arrogance compels tiny ants crawling on the surface of a
planet bathed in the light of cosmic giants to declare
themselves the pinnacle of evolution and the rest of the
universe dead? What ignorance makes them to believe that the
galaxies coalesced, the quasars raged, and the stars burst into
existence solely to form such short-lived, fragile creatures? The
flickers of individual consciousness that animate organic life
are actually a step backwards from the superconsciousness of the
universe, not the other way around. Yet even a being as great as
a star can fall sick and vulnerable. In Sunshine, it so happened
that one little meddling ant managed to crawl off the surface of
the Earth and came to stand face to face with the source of all
life in his world. Small though he was, this pathetic creature
held the key to breathe new life into a god. Thus
organic life served its purpose in glorifying the Sun and set
the stage for a heartwarming reunion. The Sun welcomed the ant,
not as an trivial speck of dust, but as its beloved child.
And the ant recognized the Sun, not as a hostile ball of flaming
gas, but as his loving parent. The two became one.
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