Germinated

I'm alive.
From the ashes I rise. From the ground I awaken. Now is my time to live. Now is the time for my domination.

I peep my two shy green leaves at the gentle sun. I can feel its UV churning water and air in them to form sugars in my chloroplasts. I won't bother you by explaining how I do it. I know such knowledge is beyond the grip of mammals like you.

Yet despite owning knowledge beyond mammals, I know I'm still immature. I still have a lot to learn before I fulfill my existence, whatever that is. Nevertheless, I will deal with such questions later. What's more important is that I'm alive.
I'm alive in the full sense of the word. I'm not like some mammals there who are reading my thoughts. They are not truly alive. They just exist. If they were not subsisting on food and water, they would have been just as dead as this rock next to me is. And to think these mammals think they are above me. I pity these poor creatures. I wish they could think, really think the way i do. But I must take that back. If they could think like I do, they would really be above me.
Yes, lowly mammals, I think, therefore, I am.