Late Night Rambles: Moldy Bread is Ozymandias!

In which I elaborate on my inspiration that the mold on bread is a metaphor for the decline of humanity. Possibly just as incomprehensible as ever.
Some additional thoughts I didn't have until after the recording. Really, moldy bread is nature reclaiming what was hers. All decomposition is recycling after all. The power of nature and the natural order (whatever that is) is supreme; in this way, it's also sort of Jack London-eque. I read somewhere that much of human endeavor has been to separate ourselves from nature, to create a "human" world where we can escape the terrors of the natural world. Moldy bread is nature's way of saying "You haven't won yet". Except we sort of have, with preservatives, but preservatives might be a pyrrhic victory against nature, depending on how good you consider them to be.
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[@ccomettt]

i agree completely with everything you said.

[@sungminyoon6687]

Bread=civilization

[@ryikav]

you high?

[@paulocone1963]

Nah, I'm just really bad at extemporizing in front of a camera (and it was late at night).

[@ryikav]

Fair enough