Looking at the range of weenie-d out emotion reminds me of a tale my step-mom told me years ago about the "ephemerons". Very scientific beings that lived on the top of the mercury column of a thermometer. Their lives were on the order of a microsecond. After thousands or more generations, they figured out the extent of their world: where the top and bottom of the thermometer glass was. After a couple million more, they realized they were accelerating upward, and panic ensued as they thought their world would be crushed on the top of the glass in some number of generations down the line! Then, after awhile, they realized things were stabilized and the panic stopped. After a million more generations their measurements indicated they were going down, fairly rapidly. Upon more and more measurements, they were growing very worried that they would crater at the bottom of their universe! And so it goes...