What if?
Once upon a time, a rumour started spreading through the jungle. It moved at a speed faster than the pace of anticipation. All those who were touched by it were not merely disturbed. The more they thought about it, the more they felt vulnerable. As if the thorny crown of survival wasn’t heavy enough, they now had to deal with an uncomfortable possibility. Everybody could feel the weight on their shoulders whether they were awake or asleep. The birds who sang otherwise were occupied by an existential crisis of the most unique kind. The animals on the ground didn’t care much about what made them… well… animals. The same applied to other beings hailing from different classifications. There was a panic in the air. Even the leaves on a petite tree could sense it.
If you’re wondering why this happened, then you’re missing the point. The right question would be how.
No matter where you go, there is always a law in place. The law of the land. The law of the sea. The law of the places you and me shall never be. And in this particular scenario, the law of the jungle itself was under threat. What the inhabitants thought was the way turned out to be just another segue into a greater reality. The poor junglevasis weren’t equipped for such a rude shock. Their simple sense of where they were and where they were supposed to be, their understandings and their misunderstandings, their very notion of everything around them was turning hollow.
When you take birth and then grow up assuming the earth beneath you to be your mother and the sky above you to be father, you’re left with very little of what we can call a theory. You eat, you live another day. You die, you let others live another day. You don’t hoard, you don’t waste. You eat and drink, not allowing greed to greet you. The plan is set and it’d be unthinkable to stray from this path of life.
Yes, but what about the freaking rumour? Imagine telling a village that has never seen electricity that we can download porn in space now. Now imagine the shock to be hundredfold at least. After all, some fucking idiot went around telling everyone in the jungle that there is god.
