A Thought Experiment

Once, I had a girlfriend. We lived together. We got a cat together. I know, this is the one of the most exciting things that you’ve ever heard. Mr. Fascinating, that’s me.

She was the first girl that I ever lived with, and she was also a stripper, which has nothing to do with this story. She was also the last girl that I ever lived with. Living together; it’s tricky. I’m not a commitment-phobe — if anything, I’m needy and co-dependent — and I’m not against living together. I just suck at it and I’ve never gotten the hang of it. When you’re not living together, you’re picking and selecting times to hang out, and thus you’re excited. There’s anticipation. You’re picking times to hang out the way that a person picks through a box of chocolates, selecting the yummy chocolates and avoiding all the nougats. Living together is all of the regular chocolates plus the disgusting nougats. Living together is all the times that you want to spend together plus all the horrible times that you don’t. I realize that these are some of the most obvious sentences that any human being has ever written, but I really wanted to break it down. What I’m trying to say is that some people seem to have gotten the hang of spending all the regular times together plus the all horrible times together, but I never have. I don’t know how to do it.

About six months in, we got a cat. This obviously was not an attempt to patch over the cracks of our relationship and add new interest in cat form, except that in retrospect, it totally was.

It was an adorable kitten. A tabby. We named her Sarah, after Sarah Lawrence College. I had intended to go to grad school that year at Sarah Lawrence College, but instead I deferred for a year to live with my girlfriend. How we got a cat was this. I said, “Well, if I can’t go to grad school, I at least want a cat.” The amount of passive-aggressiveness in this sentence requires no explanation.

If you get a cat, you start talking in cat talk. “Oooh, wook at wittle mew-mew, whying on top of the sof-aw!” The “w”s there indicate the truly terrible voice that we used for the cat talk. My girlfriend took the lead in the cat talk, but I’m of a certain whimsical bent, so I gamely followed along.

I think I sensed that our relationship was in real trouble when we started saying horrible things to each other via the medium of the cat. “Oooh, wittle mew-mew, wook. Mommy’s going owt to work. Guess she won’t be back until 5 a.m. and won’t evah answer the phone.” “…Oooh, wittle mew-mew, wook, daddy’s whying around on the couch again, pwetending dat he’s going apply to mwah grad schools, but instead doing nothing like he always daws.” “Ooh, mew-mew, doesn’t mommy look like a whore today?” “…Oh, mew-mew, hasn’t daddy gotten fat?” And such. And such. And so on.

One day, I plopped down on the couch, preparing for a long day of not applying to grad schools and of doing nothing. I was sick to death of the cat talk thing. It was time to cut the sh-t. It was time to cut through the treacle. “Jesus Christ,” I said, in a loud, clear voice. “I am sick to death of this sh-t. Things have got to change. I mean, things have really got to change.” That’s when I realized that I was still talking to the f-cking cat. I had finally become capable of talking to the cat normally. The problem was, I could no longer talk to my girlfriend at all, not even in a funny voice. …Later on, we broke up — me and the girl, I mean — because of course we did. Because if we hadn’t, I definitely wouldn’t be telling you this story. She kept the cat, by the way, since people are always interested in what happens to cats. She kept the cat because it was her apartment. You were more interested in the fate of the cat than in the fate of our relationship, weren’t you? Admit it. The cat is still alive and is just fine; she lives in Georgia now.


Now, clear your mind of all of that. All of the above has nothing to do with anything. I just wanted to tell you that story.

Now, here is a thought experiment. If you could give human consciousness to an animal, would you? So you could grant human consciousness to, say, your cat. Your cat would then have human thoughts and emotions and could, I guess, communicate. So my cat in the above situation could have been like: “Christ, dude, get a grip. You’re falling apart here.”

And not just cats, obviously. All types of animals. Horses, dogs, eagles, moles, otters. These creatures now have human emotions. They get bored. They get angsty. They think beautiful and poetic thoughts, but they are also aware of their impending mortality, which animals are not currently aware of. They realize now that they will someday die and that everyone that they know and love will also someday die.

And it doesn’t even have to be animals. Characters in a video game, say. Now Pac-Man knows of love and hate but also of death. Or totally inanimate objects. Rocks. Lamps. If a lamp could talk and think and feel, what would it say? Would it be unhappy? “Gawwwd all I do is sit here all day long, please kill me, gawwwwd.” Or would you be surprised by the amount of happiness it feels: “The contrast between the light and the dark, it’s joyous to me, and I’m the only one who truly understands it, I think.”

Of course, if you give human capabilities to, say, your lamp or your dog, you’re sort of ruining your current dynamic with your lamp or your dog, so think about that too. Ditto with how you’re sort of ruining taking a walk in the woods if you decide to give thoughts to trees.


Essentially what you’re doing here is playing God. In the Bible — not that we necessarily believe in the Bible — but in the Bible, God chooses at a certain point to give these abilities to humans.

So, what would you do? …In a way, this question asks if you think that God made the right choice. So: do you think your cat would be happier if it had people thoughts? And do you want to step into God’s shoes in that way?

If so, why? And if not, why not? If you don’t want to give those powers to your cat, why? Isn’t that a little selfish of you? Why should you get to decide that cats won’t be able to experience human feelings? Do you think it wouldn’t benefit them, to have feelings like that? And are you so certain of that belief that you are just willing to withhold magical powers in that way? …And here’s another question: if your answer is “No,” are you withholding these powers for your own benefit, because you don’t want to have to change the way you interact with your cat, the trees, your lamp?

Please respond to the above thought experiment in any way that you please, but please explain your reasoning when you do so. The best-slash-most intriguing answer will receive a prize from me in the mail, although as always, it will be a weird and possibly not very good prize. And as always, this offer is for real. TC mark

image – Stephan Brunet


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  • Tachelle

    What if instead of a cat, it was dust particles? What if dust particles were conscious? Would they scream and cry “Ah! Don’t step on me!” every time you moved? Would we even be able to hear them?
    Would the whole of your existence from that point forward be awash in the murmur of a thousand tiny particulate voices saying a million things at once? Would you be plagued by their incessant babbling about how insignificant and existential they feel in the vast crowd of identical dust particulates?

  • Michaelwg

    The answer is: No. Because cats are assholes.

  • EA

    love this! funny as hell!

  • Katy

    You are taking quite a leap in assuming that any of these things would want or in some way benefit from human consciousness in the first place. There is a biased value judgement here that human consciousness is some sort of gift that has been bestowed upon us because we are somehow special. And of course we think humans and human consciousness is special and something unique to be valued among all other being and thing in the universe – after all, we ARE human ourselves. What if cats thought the same thing about giving us tails? Would you want a big, furry tail? I know I wouldn’t. But they would probably think they are doing us a favor (I recognize that I am projecting some amount of human consciousness on cats by this statement and thus potentially convoluting my argument, but hopefully you get the point).

    • http://thoughtcatalog.com/ Oliver Miller

      Yeah, a lot of these answers take the leap of projecting at least a small amount of human consciousness on, say, cats — which isn’t me trying to diss the answers; it just indicates how really, really hard it is to talk about something that has a different type of consciousness than you. Also, I do not think I was automatically assuming that these things would benefit from human consciousness — although looking at the way I phrased the question, I guess I did assume that they wouldn’t instantly reject it or be against it, which might have been a dumb assumption on my part.

  • Mairead

    I really like that idea, mainly from becoming a bit introverted over the past few months. Hell, that lamp would be someone to talk to. But if all these items and animals could truly express themselves it would probably be a bit overwhelming. Most people are hard enough to be around. When would you get some alone time? My cat is literally a pro-parcore athlete and meows till the end of the day. If he could talk I believe I would have the same situation as that weird skittles commercial that aired a while back. The singing bunny one. That or he’d constantly be bumming cigarettes from my roommates, trying to pick up the nice lady cat next door.

  • becky

    An interesting question! My initial response is that I wouldn’t want that power/ to play God and therefore I wouldn’t change anything. I do feel that the overwhelming emotion here is that of selfishness- I’m considering what’s ‘best’ for us, the human race, as opposed to the objects and animals in question.. So it would be awesome to walk through the woods and have a wise ole’ natter with a few trees.. but goodness me those trees must have some wanderlust brewing.. In terms of the human race, I think we’d be in a bad state if animals, objects etc. had human feelings, what with animal slaughter, human’s environmental impact on the Earth and casual negligence of banana skins.. Anyhow, thought provoking and amusing article!

  • Leah

    I don’t believe in right and wrong. I believe that there are actions and consequence. Whether they are right or wrong is a matter of perception.
    That said, people base their actions on what they perceive the consequence to be, and I have no fucking idea whether or not cats would be happier with the ability to think like a human. I do know that the implication it would be “selfish” to withhold this ability from cats implies that human thought is somehow superior to other modes of consciousness, which is pretty fucking dumb.
    I guess what it comes down to, then, is whether I want the consequence I know (thus not changing anything) or the consequence I don’t (thus giving cats the ability to have human thought), which actually reminds me a lot of your parable article. My answer in that article was that I would’ve chosen heaven because the other option meant going through the same cycles all over again. Here, though, I’m compelled to say that I’d stay with the status quo.

    So I guess my answer is: I spent too much time thinking about this only to end up where I started. (Which could be a metaphor, maybe, too.)

    • http://thoughtcatalog.com/ Oliver Miller

      Hmm. I like your style, Leah.

      • Leah

        ohh Oliver it was nothin. I do expect a prize though.

  • Shallow Thinker

    Who’s to say our existence is that much superior? Your thought experiment assumes that we are doing other objects a favor by giving them the same life experience that we receive. You also ask would it be selfish to not give them the emotions and the level of self awareness that we have. What if the animals/objects/dust don’t want that level of consciousness? What if once they have experienced their world and ours, they decide that their world was better?

    Now let’s flip the question around. What if you could be a lamp instead of a human. You may outlive many humans and stand as an elegant piece of art. Would you prefer this life instead?

    Personally, if I had this ability to grant objects human qualities, I would not. Who am I to decide what is the best way of life? I have never been a lamp and my view is too limited to say that human experience is greater than the existence of a lamp.

    If I believed in a God, there would be many unanswered questions. Did God have the right to give us emotions and knowledge of death? He is our maker, but parents make children and most don’t consider it appropriate to teach them about death at a young age. Was God immoral in giving us the ability to deduce that everyone we love would die at such a young age? If he is the creator of all, is he being cruel to us or the other objects in our universe to whom he withholds this knowledge?

    I understand that I’ve used entirely way too many questions in an answer, and now I feel I must add something conclusive though controversial and subject to falsehood.

    In my interpretation it is not the knowledge of an end that is so distressing, but the fact that there is an end at all. It doesn’t matter that your cat is unaware that it will die while I can predict within a decade of when I shall die. The important thing is that both our deaths are facts of life, and in that life itself is cruel. If there is a God, his gift of life was the sickest torment he could visit upon us.

  • Boolio

    OR SEAHORSES?!?!?!?!? Think about it. GUYS. think about it.

  • May

    I would never, under any circumstances, give human thoughts and feelings to my cat. (“Bestow this cat with human sentience or feel the wrath of my bullets!” “Never!”) Because the sad truth of the matter is I’ve often looked at him and thought “…you lucky bastard.”
    Anytime I’m truly going through the shit, all I have to do is look at him peacefully sleeping in a sunspot, his cute little face buried under a paw…and it makes me want to put my head through a wall. As far as I’m concerned, giving him thoughts and feelings like my own would be damn near the cruelest thing I could ever do to him. A fate far, far worse than the worst he can currently imagine, which I assume is generic dry food.

  • Mira C. Tankow

    why not? maybe a tree with human thoughts and feelings and all that would know how to save earth from what our kind does to it. maybe they would have a different way of thinking and solving problems, since they’re in a completely different situation than us, just standing around somewhere and not having to think about where to take shelter from the rain or how to get money to stay alive. also, it would be fun to talk to a tree. i like trees. when i’m drunk, i hug them. because in comparison with other drunk people, trees usually don’t fall down when you’re glomping them. i wonder if trees can get drunk. =.=

    but on the other hand.. i wouldn’t. because being human sucks. the world is a shithole (that obviously we created ourselves). society sucks. there is too much pain to endure while being alive, too much struggling. even happy people struggle. i wouldn’t want any other creature to endure this, really.. now taking up the cat example: cats don’t have to worry (as long as they have a human to feed them) about a thing, they just eat and sleep and hunt cute little creatures with beady eyes and occasionally throw up on carpets. if i could live like that, man, i’d totally do it! such a happy and carefree lifestyle sure is tempting. so, no, i wouldn’t want them to have to think like us and about how to find their place in our society and be independant, because, let’s be honest, even though we love them and think they’re the cutest creatures on the entire planet – if they were able to think and talk like a human, we would make them get some kind of a job so they could pay for all the cat food and carpet dry-cleaning themselves.

    • Mira C. Tankow

      ps.: if you need your cat to tell you you’re freaking out you porlly should work on finding some human friends. *scnr* ;)

  • Laura

    I think the best part of this article was when you TOTALLY called me out on wanting to know what happened to the cat more than what happened to the two of you.

    I’m still hoping the cat is ok and avoiding the philosophical dilemma because it makes my brain ache.

  • Bill

    So it would be important not to blow this chance. We are looking at a crazy important job here and it bears a great deal of responsibility not just on us, but we will pass that responsibility onto whatever we give full consciousness to. So the choice would have to include animals that have a long enough lifespan to deal with the experience and reason through it. You wouldn’t want to give this to a butterfly and then have it die in 3 days. That’s not fun for our experiment. So something more akin to the lifespan of at least a few years running onto over 100 years. Lobsters and Sea Turtles live for long times. In fact, there is some rumor on the internet floating around that scientist don’t really even know how long Lobsters can live. So, that’s got to be true.

    One question here though, does the thing we imbue with sentient knowledge remember the time with consciousness? That would be equally fascinating.

    If we were to look at the plant world, then those trees that are thousands of years old in California, not the red woods, but the other ones that look like Alien trees…those things would be amazing to converse with. So trees are definitely in the mix. Bristlecone pines…they are called Bristlecone pines.

    Then we have to look into the video game world, because who wouldn’t want to ask Princess Peach if she was tired of playing the damsel in distress only to be rescued by a fat Italian plumber. That could be life changing. We would want to keep most of our choices focused on character games like Mario, donkey Kong, Zelda and such due to the wide universal appeal and because I for one don’t want anyone to fetishize their RPG characters from Diablo or WOW more than they already do. Seriously, do you want that creepy guys level 60 Demon Huntress communicating directly with the world? No way. In fact, let’s leave the video game world alone, because who hasn’t fetishized that whole scene already…yeah, I just got weirded out thinking about it.

    So, back to plants and animals. I would feel bad about bring consciousness to anything that didn’t have the ability to defend itself. Those bristlecone pines, some poor scientist once drilled a hole into the oldest one and killed it by accident. He, in essence, killed the oldest living thing on earth. That was a bad day for him. Apparently, he changed careers and wont talk about it with anyone. So we should likely focus on the animal world just so that this thing can deal with the amount of crazies that will want to kill it. Some Tea Partier will likely want to see its long form birth certificate, call it the anti-christ, and then stuff it and mount it, so it needs to be beast!

    I’m going to go with an Eagle. No self respecting, gun toting Amurican would shoot down an Eagle, they typically live about 30 years, and they can talk about the world from really high up. I was thinking about Bigfoot, since from last Sundays Newsroom episode we all know that those exist, but someone would kill it. The eagle would be pretty safe, it would have cool things to tell us, and nut jobs would respect it because its freaking USA USA USA!

  • Erin

    Imagine if the cat said, I think humans should have animal consciousness. Would the cat feel superior to humans? In fact, I believe the cat already does feel superior to humans. In it’s nature, the cat lackadaisically roams around to find a nice spot in the sun where he or she can judge the human race silently. I believe your cat was probably responding to your cat voice in it’s pretentious way, but still offering it’s best advice while you went on ignoring it. If you were a cat however, all your problems would have been solved.

    On another note, I believe that many other species probably feel the same way. Kind of a walk a mile in my shoes, (or roots, said the tree; paws, said the dog; fins, said the fish).

  • http://www.facebook.com/christina.samurkas Christina Samurkas

    Imagine if we found aliens in a few hundred years and they looked down on us from their spaceships and thought, “Oh, the poor stupid things, so dimwitted and primitive! We should take mercy on them and bring them into enlightenment!”. I wouldn’t want my mind upgraded or updated or up-anything-ed by anyone. I am comfortable with my level of intelligence and understanding of the world around me, and I’d bet your cat or that tree over there or a few million dust particles are too. We exist in the world as we were created by nature/evolution/nurture or God or the Flying Spaghetti Monster, whatever, with a level of understanding and cognition that meets our needs and abilities. Unless we changed the abilities and life styles of lions and tigers and bears (oh my!) there would be no need or reason to change their mental status, even if it would be deeply badass for Simba to look at us over the paper and say, “This war against women is freaking bullshit, man.”

  • John Stuart Mill

    “it is better to be a human being dissatisfied than a pig satisfied; better to be Socrates dissatisfied than a fool satisfied”

    • http://www.facebook.com/oliveramiller Oliver Miller

      Nice. John Stuart Mill had the highest recorded IQ in history, by the way, so I’m willing to give some credence here to the idea that he knew what the fuck he was talking about.

      • Sam Lee

        But how can a person claim ignorance is worse, if that person himself has not experienced it himself, being ignorant?

        Along with that, why does it seem that people who have spent extensive time searching for meaning in their lives and exercising this ‘gift of thought’, tend to be so very dissatisfied? Philosophers don’t often seem to die very happily.

  • Question:

    Hey there, Boolio – do you by any chance know Boolean? I’d be willing to give you some cred points if that were the case. Otherwise, JSM FTW

  • http://www.facebook.com/nila.jamerson Nila Jamerson

    I tend to assign human thoughts and emotions to my pets, whenever it’s convenient for me to do so. Conversely, I tend to excuse things conveniently with “he’s just a dog”. For example, offering him the same kibble day after day. Humans would be miserable with that, but hey, just a dog. Right?

    More importantly, and far more realistically, everything would be different if animals did have the same emotional and mental capabilities as us. He most likely wouldn’t even be “my dog”. At the very least, he would’ve had to consent to be mine, rather than me getting the one and only vote in the matter. What do I bring to the table to make him want to belong to me? Dry kibble? An occasional pat on the head, when I’m not too busy?

    How many of us who own animals really believe they’d be with us by choice?

  • Lady

    I wouldn’t give that kind of consciousness to a cat. Because they’re too beautiful. They achieve a kind of perfection just by simply being. But what if cats had that sort of consciousness, and suddenly they worried about whether or not they’d amount to anything? Or they started questioning their perfect cat bodies and started dieting to be fashionable or ate too much because they were depressed? If they walked around with their brows furrowed and gave a shit what others thought of them? I can think of nothing more tragic and wasteful than to plague a perfect physical specimen with what is basically self-consciousness.

    But I might give it to turkeys. Because they strike me as pretty hideous, dumb and useless with no real purpose outside of being Thanksgiving dinner. Quite frankly, I think they could stand a little self-reflection. It’s about damn time they asked themselves the question, “And just what am I doing with my life?”

    • Suzy Riordan

      This is what our beautiful female cats say to us, in deep male voices: “Just because I meow asshole, doesn’t mean you can pet me. Bring that fucking brush over here and get to work on me, douchebag. My shit box stinks-do something about it. Stop looking at me and give me some motherfucking food.”
      Because they, my friends, are ladies.

  • annie

    Of course not. If there is anything I learned from Prometheus, it is if you create life in your likeness, in this case giving consciousness to animals and inanimate objects, said life will surely disappoint you and you’ll eventually attempt to kill it with black goo. I mean, if we even considered this on a real level, we’ d have to first create an intelligent substance to destroy that which we created. We would then have to find a way to travel to other planets to store said intelligent substance. I mean, our space program would have to advance exponentially; we haven’t even completely figured out our own solar system yet.

    Speaking of the space program, I think we would have to find a way to keep Stephen Hawking and Neil deGrasse Tyson alive indefinitely. We can’t keep having all of our great minds dying on us, I’m looking at you Sagan. Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you guys either Feynman, Heisenberg, and Einstein; yall are assholes too. So if we find a way to keep them and a few hundred other super smart people (those of whom probably have zero personality because of their inability to relate to basic humor or subtle human interactions because they are far more intelligent that 99% of the population, thus the reason for me not knowing who the hell they are) alive, then we can begin forming habitable colonies on other planets. I’m not talking about Mars either. Fuck Mars. Mars is like the next door neighbor you spy on because you live in one of those suburban neighborhoods where every third house is the same design and your street is a cul-de-sac. Fuck that. I’m convinced cul-de-sacs were invented because someone thought they would make a good setting for television shows. Which, by the way, I refuse to watch anything set on a cul-de-sac on principle alone.

    I just started watching Firefly, which, HELLO, is amazing. A space western? Why the fuck didn’t I watch this sooner? And I am a huge Whedon fan. Joss, if you didn’t know, created Buffy. I was lucky enough to have a childhood that included such a kick ass female role model on television; something basically unheard of in the 90’s. I also watched a lot of wrestling in the 90’s and the only female wrestler I remember is Chyna; we all know how she turned out. I was so obsessed with wrestling that my parents thought it was best for my well-being to longer watch it. This was the WWF though, before the animal activists sued them. Now they are the WWE? I don’t even know what that stands for.

    My favorite wrestler was the Road Dogg Jesse James. My favorite member of ‘N Sync was Chris Kirkpatrick. Apparently, I had a thing for grown men with dreadlocks when I was 10; I’m glad that isn’t something that stuck with me.

    I know what you’re thinking. Cul-de-sac’s were first seen in Egypt in like the 1800’s. Since the Egyptians didn’t have television in the 1800’s, they couldn’t possibly have invented cul-de-sacs as a setting for them. I have one word for you naysayers: foresight.

    This is more complicated than I originally thought it would be and it is becoming increasingly difficult for me to articulate these thoughts whilst the people I work with are going about their day like I am not on the verge of absolute genius. No, I don’t know if all the expense reports are in, I’m trying to figure out the equation for eternal life and solve the issues related with long-term space flight right now. Shit.

    I digress. Hell yes I am withholding these powers for my own benefit. Don’t you see how complicated things would get? How much we would need to advance as a society? Though, the argument could be made that if we had the magic to give creatures and objects that which comes with consciousness, then we would have the magic to figure the rest of the shit out too.

    Ok, so in the realm (fictional universe) that this magic exists, I still would not want to give animals and objects human consciousness. I don’t think humans are happier because of the awareness associated with consciousness. I think awareness is what makes us insufferable pricks. After dealing with people all day, I look forward to going home to my blissfully unaware dog.

    • http://www.facebook.com/oliveramiller Oliver Miller

      “And you’ll eventually attempt to kill it with black goo” is funny, although, I’m so lame, I was excited for a second, I was like, someone is talking about Greek mythology! Then I realized that that doesn’t happen in the myth and that we were talking about “Alien VI: So Many Aliens.”

  • kmac23

    First of all, I feel like I should be high for this type of mental stimulation. But sadly I am at work, and therefore I am not high. Anyways, if you think about it, all species have their own way of communicating. And therefore they ‘say’ things to each other all the time. We don’t know how complex these things are, but they exist. For all we know, our cats could be “meowing” at each other but are actually saying “woah man, my jobless, writer-wannabe owner is so pathetic but probably also stoned that he keeps talking about me having human capabilities!” and the other could reply with something like “haha, imagine if we did, and those assholes knew everything we were actually saying about them, then they would never keep us as their pets!”

    I would not want to be God. I don’t want to know everything, I enjoy not knowing some things. I like the world they way it is (for the most part) and I think that humans should be humans. Animals, or trees or lamps should be whatever they are, and nothing more. But most importantly, to conclude my thoughts, I just wouldn’t want my cat to talk …because he knows all my secrets!

  • Jess

    “What I’m trying to say is that some people seem to have gotten the hang of spending all the regular times together plus the all horrible times together, but I never have. I don’t know how to do it.”

    It’s not that you don’t know how to, you just don’t want to. No one just “knows how to live with someone else,” it’s something you have to work at.

  • Erica B.

    My dad and I had a good 45 minute long discussion about this so I would just like to say thank you for providing a really interesting conversation topic. At first, I said that I would give human capabilities to my dog because I always look at her and wish that I could have a conversation with her. However upon further thought I decided against this because I realized that one of the most amazing things about dogs is that they are free of judgement or criticism and will love their owners no matter what. I imagined my dog walking in to my bedroom and condescendingly asking, “Really? On the computer again? Why don’t you go on a run or something? Take me for a walk, at least, dude, Jesus.” Out of pure selfishness, I decided I like me and my dog’s relationship just the way it is.

    Ultimately, I decided that I would give human capabilities to cars. My main reason for choosing this was the fact that they’re not stuck in one place. They get to see a little bit of the world and can “mingle” with other cars.

  • http://gravatar.com/papiha Vega

    I would say No to give such powers to any animal or object. Even to human beings may be. May be a power that lets you manage your thoughts – something between excessive thinking (like human beings) and not thinking much or at all (like the animals). E.g. if you’re taking a walk in the woods, the mind should be clear every single time. Being able to control your mind in this way would obviously help the person’s mental health. And at the same time being able to enjoy – which means thinking about the surrounding – the surrounding which probably the animals don’t do.

    That is what I would want or do. Now it just sounds very confusing.

  • amanda

    Sure would. Who is to say that animals don’t already share thoughts as humans do? (pretty positive my lamp is not thinking about anything too in particular though) but, if given the knowledge that I could have the power to manifest an entire new outlook for objects and animals, I believe I would. Humans as is have their rough thoughts and their more favorable. The mind and thought process is an amazing (and sometimes awful) gift.

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