Writing today from the Western Command. The sun is coming up. I never get tired of Western sunrises and sunsets.
Potato plants and trees are nothing more than methods to store the sun’s energy. Same thing with oil, except that oil represents millions of years worth of stored energy.
The sun’s mass causes gravitational fields large enough to fuse hydrogen atoms together, releasing their binding energy. The sun is one big continuous thermonuclear explosion.
Meaning that I have a nuclear-powered brick oven.