There was a universal reason for mistakes ever occurring
- for mishaps and malady, for every time a piece to the puzzle went missing - or a face went unrecognised
- when there was not enough salt, or not enough sweet
- not enough matching numbers for the lottery sweep …
yes, there was a universal reason for all things disappointing, and, that very reason befuddled all but the ants: for the ants had a propriety, giving no time for mistake or misstep, a veritable army with a singular mind … one great group of determination, currently, hurriedly, pursuing their employment, to the exclusion of all else…
“I think I should stay here forever” Tu said, patting the head of a curly haired goat that had ambled his way up beside him. “Oh but you cannot stay here forever” replied the goat matter-of-factly. “You seem like a reasonable mortal, and so surely you can see that this place is not real.”
Tu had been watching the ants as they made their way up the path upon which he sat, in a uniform line of organised precision.
“Why don’t you take a drink from the well, you look so thirsty” offered the goat quite bluntly.
“Oh no my little friend, I have done this once before and I’m not partial to the water from this well.”
The goat began to dance a little jig, jumping into the air one foot here, and one foot there. “You are a merry little thing” said Tu quite convinced there was mischief in this folly.
“Why don’t you just look into the water and see what you might see?” persisted the goat with another unwanted suggestion.
“And have you trounce me from behind? I think not” said Tu politely but firmly.
“Very well” said the goat with a half tone of anger and authority.
“I have heard though” Goat added further “that there is gold at the bottom of that well.”
“Your gold does not interest me at all” said Tu quite honestly - as it was not treasures that could tempt him in any part of the universe, let alone fairy gold, which is said to dissolve in your pocket unexpectedly and be completely unreliable.
“Perhaps if I gnaw at your feet you might think differently” said the goat quite obstinately.
Tu thought that the goat wanted the gold for himself and could persuade him to get it for him. And with that said Tu briskly picked the creature up, and dumped him into the well head first.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series
“Oh no my little friend, I have done this once before and I’m not partial to the water from this well.”
The goat began to dance a little jig, jumping into the air one foot here, and one foot there. “You are a merry little thing” said Tu quite convinced there was mischief in this folly.
“Why don’t you just look into the water and see what you might see?” persisted the goat with another unwanted suggestion.
“And have you trounce me from behind? I think not” said Tu politely but firmly.
“Very well” said the goat with a half tone of anger and authority.
“I have heard though” Goat added further “that there is gold at the bottom of that well.”
“Your gold does not interest me at all” said Tu quite honestly - as it was not treasures that could tempt him in any part of the universe, let alone fairy gold, which is said to dissolve in your pocket unexpectedly and be completely unreliable.
“Perhaps if I gnaw at your feet you might think differently” said the goat quite obstinately.
Tu thought that the goat wanted the gold for himself and could persuade him to get it for him. And with that said Tu briskly picked the creature up, and dumped him into the well head first.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series
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