Imi aduc aminte de o carte a lui Serge Brussolo (parca). Era acolo vb despre o planeta care era un soi de giga entitate-organism iar fiecare specie avea un rol mai presus de propria-i constiinta.
Ma gindeam azi mergind prin caldura dementa ca mi s-ar parea corect ca planeta noastra sa se fi suparat pe noi. Celulele oameni s-au dilit si au inceput sa consume peste masura resurse din restul organismului. Ba mai mult, au degenerat intr-atit incit produc substante nocive ce pun in pericol viata entitatii. Asa ca sistemele de protectie trebuie activate iar celula nebuno-canceroasa anihilata.
De ce halim din planeta fara rost? Imi aduc aminte de civilizatii vechi si al lor cult al pamintului. Imi aduc aminte de agentul Smith si a lui super argumentatie in fata lui Morpheus cel uman si negru:
I?｢どｨび｢d like to share a revelation that I?｢どｨび｢ve had, during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species and I realized that you aren?｢どｨび｢t actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with its surrounding environment, but you humans do not. You move to an area and you multiply, and multiply until every natural resource is consumed. The only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. Do you know what it is? A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet. You are a plague, and we… are the cure.
