Wednesday, January 9, 2008

A fly in an ice cube

Close your eyes. It's quiet now, you can sleep. While the world is awake you sleep. You sleep and dream. Bright rooms give way to darkened passages. Feeling your way through the dark. You find your way to a great hall with an enormous banquet table. The table is filled corner to corner with dishes, and any variety of treat that one can imagine. On either side of the table line filled with people carrying the dish that they made. They eagerly wait for their dishes to be tasted, judged, and found fit to join the rest on the table. You stand in line with your specialty in hand. You shuffle along in line closer and closer to the front. You're close to the front now and you can see the judge, you realize that it's a pig, just a simple pig consuming every thing it sees and there by is judged fit for the table. You smile stepping up, holding your dish out proudly waiting for it to be sampled. The pig sniffs it a few times, it takes a bite... the mouth full is spat out, it spoils and rots as it hits the ground. The next person steps up, the pig shoves it's snout into the dish, devouring it in it's entirety.
As always I remain,
the Destroyer of Worlds

3 comments:

Wulf Eigler said...

The pig clearly represents...

Just KIDDING! I have no idea wtf this is about.

Daniel Rygh said...

I'm as confused as Lance.

What you need is a large following of fan fiction on the internet. You have me confused and intrigued. Kind of like the previews for cloverfield.

The Destroyer of Worlds said...

The pig, a gluttonous animal eating all but what you offer(the pig is also considered to be an intelligent animal by some and is biologically similar to humans)... sorry this is not my best work