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Ant Pain


               Have you ever thought about  how ants feel when they have sore feet from walking constantly  in search of food ? Do they ever scowl, grouse or go to their mothers, husbands or friends for solace?

I have a nagging pain my my left ear from cold infection and I am reduced to a contemplative state of analyzing the physical pain of these social insects that belong to the species of Formicidae .  Are there any studies made  to measure the threshold of pain this animal can endure? How do ants  manage pain? I bet there are multitudes of dissertation made on these topics but I am making these as simple as the pain of an ant.  

Humans being a more complex creature had to endure aggregation of suffering ; from physical to psychological to phantom pain.  If we can duplicate how the animals endure pain maybe life would be less stressful.  

Having bigger brain, inconsequential  issues that would otherwise be of no consequence to our existence are magnified a thousand times thereby making life appears complicated than it should .... ain't it neat to be an ant for a brief moment and have the chance to sting humans like me and bring him to realization that your are lucky to be a person .... at least you have an option of not walking all day to search for food like ants do.    

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