Ants are so crazy as animals, imagine fighting behemoths that are dozens or hundreds or millions of times your size and hauling massive cargo with just your jaws and joining your sisters on the battlefield in massive intercolony wars and. What the fuck
I had this pondering of them recently.
So, I was sitting there, thoughts drifting to ants, like why do ants think they’re just taking a stroll on my arm when they’re actually on some massive creature? Do they even notice, or is it like, “Whoa, what was that wind?”
Then my brain decided to wander to their wars. Yeah, ants have wars. Just like us. Because, you know, why not add more chaos to the universe? Wars, huh? What kicks them off? Is it just some ego trip, or is there a political game plan behind it? Do ants just tag along out of loyalty, or are they stuck with no other option? Maybe some folks think it’s all pointless and just shake their heads. Peace would’ve been nice, but here we are, dealing with nonsense.
Then that had me thinking about politics. Monarchy, politics, debates on gender rights—do ants have all that too? Are some ants all about the queen, while others are like, “Nah, her policies suck”? Do they have ant activists fighting for their rights?
And then, naturally, my mind went to religion. Do ants have a church? An ant temple? Maybe they just chill with the universe, like cosmic hippies. Or maybe they gather under the moonlight for tiny ant rituals, circling a crumb like it’s of spiritual importance. Maybe they believe in a bunch of leaf spirits or a single mighty Queen of All Queens, or even think every twig and drop of dew has a soul.
Just some random musings, I guess. You could call it philosophical thinking, I don’t know.
