My body is an autonomous collective. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical biological ceremony.

My body contains several warring factions, each with their own agendas, each conspiring to undermine the other.

Why just last night my hand kept forcing my mouth and liver to process lethal amounts of alcohol, and all the other factions just stood by and did nothing. I believe the brain even cheered, and I wept for I was at their complete mercy.

This might be the bit already, but I unironically think the body is a great metaphor for how society should run!

E.g. different cells have different specializations, but every cell gets the nutrients it needs.

I thought I was an autonomous collective.

I really like this hahaha

My cells are governed by light level… mostly.

My neuro cells now are on the brink of rebellion