When you get tired of your own body, you just get out there and look for other animals

on

The ground is no good though. The road was created to be a surface for
vehicles to roll on. It should be some kind of flat surface; a single flat
surface to roll over. Instead you just have a layer of dirt, a layer of
grass, and a layer of whatever animals were here before you arrived.

So when you get tired of your own body, you just get out there and look for
other animals. You put all of your energy in a one off attack, but as you hit
the ground you have to remember the rest of the world, and if you’re lucky
enough not to get eaten by something then you have a problem to go solve.

“Oh my god, he just killed me.”

“No, he didn’t, he just ran into the rocks on the side of the road like
that.”

“That’s not running into the rocks, that’s running into a tree.”

“No, that’s not a bear at all, that’s a bear’s shadow.”

“How is it a bear’s shadow?”

“He jumped when you ran into him, and he went to the side of the road
before you. He didn’t land. It’s not a bear, it’s a bear shadow.”

“I don’t like bears.”

“So you kill it.”

“What?”

“You’ve tried it.”

“I don’t like bears, but I won’t kill one.”

“I said you’ve killed a bear.”

“No I haven’t.”

“Maybe you have, maybe you haven’t.”

“I don’t like bears.”

“You’ve killed one.”

“If you’d killed one I would have had to change my life.”

“That’s sad.”

“Are you saying I should still be a hero?”

“No, I’m saying maybe you need to live a little more like a normal person.”

“Like a regular person?”

“Like a regular person. You have all this power and everything, but you
do a shit ton of unimportant crap.”

“Like what?”

“You can kill a bear, that’s good, but why not use that power for good?
Think of all the animals you could save if you went out there and helped
them?”

“What do I know about that?”

“A regular person, they don’t spend all their time saving animals.”

“What if they are too busy saving animals and then get eaten by something
bad, like a bear.”

“I’m not saying you can’t be brave or have power in the right situations,
but you could save them all with regular human-scale activities that aren’t
so scary and don’t require so much effort.”

“What about getting out of here?”

“Then you would have done what a hero does, and it would have been all
about yourself.”

“What happens if the regular humans don’t come help?”

“Then you can run.”

“So you’re saying I should go out there and fight like I was a normal
human, except for one weird thing?”

“Maybe the bear has a really good point.”

“A good point?”

“A good point is that the only reason the whole world goes to shit is so
all of us like to play hero, and that’s a sad thing.”

“Is that what all this has been about?”

“Sometimes the world can’t suck us in, and we don’t have to play hero
anymore.”

“So if a bear saved me, then I would let the bear just walk away?”

“No, you would fight.”

“I don’t want to kill a bear.”

“It’s not a bear but a bear shadow.”

“And I don’t want to run away from something I can’t win.”

“It doesn’t have to be a bear, but it is a bear. Let’s go back home.”

“I’m tired, all of this is exhausting.”

“Then I will come with you.”

“Don’t take my pickaxe.”

“I have better ones.”

“Why would I take your pickaxe?”

“I got it at, like, the worst parts of a dead animal, so you can do all
of the disgusting things it did and still walk around.”

“I don’t have time to do that.”

“What’s the worst part of a dead animal?”

“The rotting flesh.”

“Does that sound familiar to you?”

“I don’t know.”

“Do you know what the second worst part is?”

“No.”

“The dead body.”

“I don’t know.”

“Do you know how to break into your dead body?”

“No.”

“I do.”

“I don’t know.”

“If you didn’t know how to break into your dead body you wouldn’t be so
dead.”

“This is making me feel sad.”

“It isn’t making me sad at all.”

“And you don’t look sad.”

“Are you serious?”

“I don’t know, I look sad.”

“You look weird.”

“I didn’t say I looked sad.”

“You are.”

“I can’t believe you just said that.”

“You’re making me feel sad too.”

“Then why am I making you feel sad?”

“I don’t know, something feels weird.”

“Do you have a sense of touch?”

“I don’t know.”

“Does it feel like there’s something there?”

“I don’t know.”

“Do you have any kind of feelings about this?”

“What kind of feelings?”

“When I hit the road it feels like I’m getting hit by something, like
just the smallest of all particles, or like the air is actually getting hard
and hitting you in the face.”

“I don’t get this. You’re just throwing things at me that don’t exist.”

“Are you mad at me or something?”

“No, I’m sad. This is making me sad.”

“Sorry. I’m sorry.”

“Okay, sorry again.”

Share this
Tags

Must-read

Tommy’s mission was to escape from the waking world

He needed to figure out a way to get back to his own body, so that he could complete his mission without having to go through the motions of a waking life. There was...

Beth stood atop the headland, watching the waves crash gently onto the ocean, feeling suddenly as if she was being pulled away from herself,...

Yet as she gazed out into an ocean that seemed to beckon as an unknown singer sang a song of longing, Beth felt suddenly as if she had been the one to place the...

The green eyes looked at Danielle, and then at the knight

“Sorry,” Danielle said, as she saw the last of the needles float out of sight, and the wall in front of the knight collapsed. She looked back down at the green eyes. “Is it...

Recent articles

More like this