There was a famous sci-fi novel in the USSR where a Soviet scientist created a clone who was supposed to be the perfect human. The scientist thought that if you design a creature that can satisfy all of its material needs with ease, this will liberate the creature to pursue feats of intellectual and artistic creativity.
When the scientist finally grew his “Perpetually Satisfied” clone and activated him, the clone grabbed every possession he could reach, cocooned himself in these possessions, and stopped time. No intellectual or artistic pursuits interested him. All he wanted to do was possess everything, including time.
This reminded me of that old Soviet novel:
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