I look at it this way, explain the chicken and the egg with "evolution" or get the fuck outta here. We were birthed in thought. Therefore, we arrived kicking and screaming in someone else's blood, that being our mothers, with nothing but the birthday suit. A skeleton flesh prison for the consciousness. It should be what we are is what we leave behind, and if the direction is some tower like mega prison for man, man should rather wish to perish than remain with such controls in place. Free your mind, we don't have to think alike, just differently from the narrative.