FORTUNATELY with earthbound parasites big events happen slowly in ways unforeseen by such tiny proliferating appetites, creatures so mean and lowly, given a bountiful Earth they exploit the treasures and turn it all to trash, burning up the fuel to grasp at stars and their planets, but finding none alive, concentrate the power to slice and devour this biosphere pie, insanely unaware of watching it die.

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