by pickleweed » Sat Jan 03, 2009 11:23 pm
This story is meant to be taken literally. In no way should this story be mis-interpreted as allegory.....
In a kingdom, within a castle, there were a king, portly, of red hair, middle aged, but child-like, amused by the latest trinkits and gossip-surrounded by council and concubines-all employing their, "big brains," to discover ways to out compete the other for the attention of thee...
...When a council member approached thy Majesties ear....
...Council member, quietly, carefully, deviously: "The towns-people are restless your majesty-They desire a witch to burn."
Your Majesty, shocked then annoyed, dropping a trinkit upon the floor: "Again! Another witch to burn!, They could of had something great, but they desire a witch? Sigh....so be it; give them a witch."
Council member: "who shall it be, sire?"
Your Majesty, forgetting thy trinket, suddenly poetic, a far off look in the eye........: "The same as is always....The one who is differant from the rest, the one who thinks," and then Thy Majesty paused, in thought, and began again, "ahhh yes....the one who thinks for herself, the one who challenges thy hubris, the one........"
Council, forgetting his place, caught in thy majesties spell but im-patient, interrupting, and finishing the thought of thee, "........The village idiot"
Your majesty, angry at being interupted, and also noticing the broken trinket upon the floor, loudly and annoyed, "Well make it thee!!!!!!!!!!"
.....upon which, the trinkit, only slightly dis-figured, and still good for another, was smashed, into many pieces, by Thy Kings mighty foot, and all became still throughout the castle, as if time had ceased, and then with a wave of his tremendous arm, as if hailing a cab, said....composed, "make it be done."
....and all resumed the same, everyone merry, all trying, with their big brains again, for the attention of thee,...........as if nothing had happened at all......
...and it was done. A witch was burnt, but it wasn't enough, the peasants were thrilled, and had to have another, then another, then another.... Until finally, they could not notice the one from the other, and began burning everyone and thing that could catch lite...and it grew worse...
...for, after everything had been set lite, plague betook them, and the cure, as so often is the case, lied within the mind of one who thought different, in short,....a witch...but she had been burnt..... long ago....
....and so it was.....and is....and is again.....and again........
...For a witch is the first voted off the island...
...for rather than frorming an allience,
she gathers wood, builds shelter, and finds food for the rest,
For she thinks different, and can see wood were they be no wood, shelter were they be none, and food not thought edible...
...for humans, as social animals, did not develop their big brains to adapt to their environments, as is thought, but rather, to manipulate the other...
...For, it seems, they need hate to love. For without hate, they cannot love. For the wise witch knows, the chicken came first, not the egg, for the egg is frajile, and the chicken not...
and humans, as said by another, not me, can't see the forest for the trees...
...For even though they can manipulate the other, they have not learnt, once they destroy another, they no longer love the other, but hate, and so, must find another, until finally, there is no other, but they and another...
...and they are either set upon by them, or they set upon them. In wich case, they be the last one, and since there is no other, but they, they have no choice but to set upon themselves...
For Humans it seems, it be law, Must Hate the Other, to Love Another.