This is my first prototype of a devise I'm working on to calculate the amount of loosh generated from one of the events like the Astroworld concert. I will update you when I get the bugs worked out.
It's not perfect in my mind that animals have to eat other animals to exist.
My mind is my thoughts, a product of my environment in this timeline. I can't remember what my souls thoughts have encountered from eons of existence before. That's what's been taken from me.
Perhaps I was created as food for other beings from the very beginning. Just like mice.