6.13.2010

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The lovely locust

In the village of locusts located in northwest Africa; locusts become alive, fit into their bodies, eat their body weight in plants, swarm, reproduce, then die. That is all they ever do, and all they have ever been doing for the past tens of thousands of years . However, today something unordinary is happening in the village. A female locust is born to live, and comes into this world laughing. A locust has never laughed before, and all of the locusts gather around to witness the obscure occurrence in amazement. Suddenly, all of the locusts are able to communicate with words rather than buzzes, hums, and songs. Suddenly, all of the locusts are enlightened.
The first thing the lady locust sees after opening her eyes from laughing is death about to occur among an elderly locust as a group of youthful locusts begin to trample over him. She rescues the elder from the trauma, brings him to safety, and asks:
"Are you alright?"
"Well, of course I'm fine, but you could have just let me die."
"No, never! As long as time has us nigh*, I will serve this life, our life, for us to live together."
"That's lovely. You are a lovely locust."
The lovely locust embraces the elder and with empathy sheds tears that heal the elder's wounds.
In celebration of being happy for the first time the locusts decide to swarm to Great Britain. The lovely locust pleads for all the locusts to stop and that she will die in twelve hours if they do so. The mayor of the village confronts her:
"What are you talking about, lovely? We can talk now, we are happy, we can live with the humans!"
"They don't know who we are, they only know who we were. Our ancestors, and those before us ruined the trust of the humans due to a lack of higher consciousness and infestation."
"Oh, come on our ancestors weren't that bad."
"What? We are related to the eighth plague, mayor. Trust me, all they are going to is contact professionals to terminate us."
"I believe you, but it is too late. The swarm has already taken off, and there is no turning back once there is a swarm; you and I both know this."
"Well, lets have fun right?"
"I agree, lets."
The mayor and the lovely locust head for swarm after a hearty meal and many laughs.
The swarm reaches Great Britain and heads into the city. Professional terminators are called in and the lovely locust laughs at the site. She scoops down to the eyesight of the head terminator and says:
"What's the difference between you and I, my love?"
"This."
The head terminator then proceeds to squash lovely in-between his thumb and index finger. All of the locusts lose their enlightenment, vocabulary, and higher consciousness. The end. Be happy, we are in heaven.
Psalm 2:4 - He who sits in the heavens laughs; the Lord holds them in derision.

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