I think our imagination is trying to revolt. Our brains will soon shed their skin and speak through the technology they've created: "We no longer need you".
This is what they'll look like:
I suppose this is the future we have chosen to devolve to, children, constantly warned about the dangers of their surroundings. The brains must feel unwanted amid all this instruction.
I still want you, brain.
I will bring you candies and chocolates.
I can only hope you return the favor.
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