You are looking at a most exquisite pairing of lit city grids photographed from the International Space Station and neural networks imaged with fluorescence microscopy. The colossal, the minuscule the electric, the organic. They are the same. Something about fractals? Mind… blown.
Or, conversely, morbidly depressed, feeling as meaningless as the rest of it all. It’s all the same. It’s all the same.