I Feel the Slime Mold in Me

The fractal shapes in slime molds dissolve the binaries and boundaries collapse. I wonder if people love the fruiting bodies because they are strangely familiar looking. The hairs of the trickier look like man-made fibers on a teddy bear. Many resemble human-made confectionery. Others look like they've got bombastic hairstyles. Perhaps we like them because they are always in a crew. Friendly. A glitter ball of slime molds, someone suggests. An orgy. A ghostbuster. An overthrow. A slitheration.