In a universe that is infinite, it stands to reason that all things either have existed, or will exist. This is simple probability, simple infinity. This means that, somewhere in the infinite reaches of this or some other cosmos, there is a planet with an ecosystem made entirely out of candy.
Yes, air of sugar vapor reacts in a cycle to fall from the sky as syrup, only to wash back into the basin of a sugar ocean where it is borne on taffy tides. A galaxy of glucose, as it were, with continents of chocolate.

Easy enough to imagine. But now suppose for a moment that you consider the inverse. For there is out there, somewhere in the infinite expanse of reality, a being for whom our simple Earth *is* that candy world, For their bizarre and alien digestive system, everything we are, from the air down to the lithosphere and all parts in between, is a delectable sweet that tantalizes their every taste bud (or equivalent structure).

To us, such a monstrous being would be terrifying indeed, especially if they arrived and began to gorge themselves and were of a scale that made their feasting known. But would it not be the same for us if we approached the candy planet, mouth awater and bib securely tied?

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