why tell us?

Inside my head this morning, it was quiet. Normally inside my head it feels like i am running around in a very confined space, and I try to run, but there is no room, but I can't stop trying to run, so I just get stopped and turned and stopped and turned, over and over again.  Once in a while, I do get out.  But this morning it was just quiet.  I am dying.  We are all dying.  But maybe this unusual quietness is an indication that I am dying soon.  It would make sense.  All the signs.  All the warnings.  The aging.  The days.  The nights.  Wow, it's practically been written out for me.  Bye.  It was briefly quiet.

clearly

It's too bad my skin isn't transparent, because if you could see my innerworks - what makes this beast tick - you'd be even more impressed than you already are.
Beside the impressive showcase I clearly would be, there is a practical angle.  The transparent jimmy would be easier to diagnose, medically.  Much easier to see if something isn't quite right with the gutworks.  Improved preventive look-sees.  "Hey jimmy, that liver looks a bit sallow, no?" Etc..
Evolutionarily it would be advantageous and hence, most likely, preferable.  And right about now, if I were God, I would be really embarrassed that jimmy thought of it before me.

Please be aware of uneven terrain

Bring to me all of your best thoughts and ideas.  I will synthesize and synergize them in to this one:
I am grateful for being tired, because soon I will rest.