What is our function in life?

Are engineers building humanoid robots in their own image? With box-shaped, stiff chests, excessive load concentrated in their lower backs, and an overemphasis on visual input, while sidelining sensorimotor perception?

Oh! Enough already with this sharp critique! Aren’t they building them to help, to understand, to fix things?

I’ll go find a question.

“What function can an organism reliably perform within a larger system?”

And I will say this:

Just like bees are pollinators, and mushrooms are decomposers, we can find another human that is stuck, or hurt, or has a need – and help them get on their feet and moving again.

In fact, we can do that for any animal, or plant, or thing, or task, or ecosystem. For anything really, it’s our thing.