Only seeing other life forms scrambling around the rocks
to be my appetizers engender me with purpose. It paused. "There is
nothing too peculiar in me wandering around in contradictory paths. All
intelligent creatures are the same. Boredom drives them to reshape
their environment to serve their petty and selfish goals. This might be
entertaining for higher creatures but it's an absolute curse for the
highest." It wiggled its face and then pointed with an arm. "I must
relieve your mind of worry. As they say, ignorance is bliss. You have
little risk of finding boredom so insanely strong even if you stay
bound to noodles all your life. Boredom makes me curious. I want to
know many things. I want to know about you boys."
"You are a bit like our guardian, aren't you.."
"Yes, if that is what you need-- a surrogate uncle: that is what
I'll be."
His vision, his mosquito-uncle and deus ex machina, smashed like a
fly against a car window. Jatupon was exhausted and his mental
alertness relaxed in preparation for sleep. In a REM more troubled,
incoherent, and weltering, there were flies seemingly caught between a
window and a screen.
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