(bear with me, and fuck spelling! I swear this will BLOW your mind!)
AH yes, to live the life of the grashopper...
Eternal bliss. Neverending fields of endless grains and sunny skies. Warm nights on the plains. Millions of other grashoppers to tred on this never ending path to enlightenment with. Such wonderous companions they must be! Literally, billions of them.
ANd the grashoppers. They progress. They give birth. The CONSUME. Unable to transcend their grasshopperish exoskeleton, they are forced to live the life of eternal CONSUMPTION.
Naturally they have endless fields of grain with endless sunny skies accompanied by endless starry nights. Grashoppers are hard to destroy, since there are seriously, limitless grashoppers. The grashoppers are as endless as the fields of grain, the sunny skies, and the starry nights.
And on the otherside of this plain of transcendance...
We have the lonley arachnid. The arachnid is ever alone. The arachnid must undergo the most terrible and unspeakable acts to survive. These acts are ever scoffed at by the endless grashoppers.
Yes those damnable grashoppers. They mocked and cursed the arachnid. They mocked his seemingly feeble ways. They mocked his constant forgiveness. His constand willingness to coexist with the grashopper. They mocked his peaceful, passive, and seemingly submissive ways...
Ahh but the years blew on strongly, and the arachnid did grow. He found new ways to survive. The arachnid needed no company of other arachnids, like the grashopper needed the company of grashoppers. Nor did the arachnid need the company of sunny skies, nor did the arachnid need the endless starrynights.
Nor did he...
Nor did the arachnid need the company of the female. For whenever the arachnid came close, whenever the arachnid came close to discovering the connection, he grew skeptical. He feared those female arachnids, and decided the path to transcendance was better left without them.
Cold his nights were, and though the arachnid longed for another to share his mind with, he knew it was impossible. HE knew he was destined to walk this path to transcendence alone. After all, its what arachnids do best, eh?
So along he went on his path to transcendance.
And along went the endless grashoppers, with endless sunny skies, and endless starry nights. Endless companions, and endless lovers. Endless children and endless mothers. Endless joys and endless treasures.
The arachned went with his only self, his only mind. He went witht he sky he was given. He went with the night that kept him alive. He had no other arachnids for everyone knows arachnids EAT EACH OTHER. He had no lovers, cuz THEYRE EVEN WORSE. He was given no children, for if the arachnid desired children, he had to give up his path. He had no mother, cuz she probably got eaten by another arachnid of some sort. He had little joy and few treasures.
And together they arrived at the final gateway to transcendance. The final test of faith was at hand. Transcendence is what all creatures desire, but only the most faithful may recieve.
The grashoppers all lined up. They presented their endless grassy fields. Their endless grains. Their endless sunny skies and endless starry nights. They presented their vast knowledge of their home. They presented their endless lovers, their endless children, and endless struggles to reach this test of faith. They were of one body. They were the young grashoppers.
ALong came the arachnid. He presented his humble journey to this plain. To this test of faith.
The arachnid, finally realizing his true beauty. Finally realizing his true nature. Finally realizing he had reached this moment he had waited his whole life for. The moment of final realization...
And it was that moment that he laughed. He laughed, yes, and as he progressed through his test of faith he shouted one last remark.
On the test of faith, would you want to be a young grashopper?
OR THE FEARSOME TARANTULA!!!!!!!!!!!!
AH yes, to live the life of the grashopper...
Eternal bliss. Neverending fields of endless grains and sunny skies. Warm nights on the plains. Millions of other grashoppers to tred on this never ending path to enlightenment with. Such wonderous companions they must be! Literally, billions of them.
ANd the grashoppers. They progress. They give birth. The CONSUME. Unable to transcend their grasshopperish exoskeleton, they are forced to live the life of eternal CONSUMPTION.
Naturally they have endless fields of grain with endless sunny skies accompanied by endless starry nights. Grashoppers are hard to destroy, since there are seriously, limitless grashoppers. The grashoppers are as endless as the fields of grain, the sunny skies, and the starry nights.
And on the otherside of this plain of transcendance...
We have the lonley arachnid. The arachnid is ever alone. The arachnid must undergo the most terrible and unspeakable acts to survive. These acts are ever scoffed at by the endless grashoppers.
Yes those damnable grashoppers. They mocked and cursed the arachnid. They mocked his seemingly feeble ways. They mocked his constant forgiveness. His constand willingness to coexist with the grashopper. They mocked his peaceful, passive, and seemingly submissive ways...
Ahh but the years blew on strongly, and the arachnid did grow. He found new ways to survive. The arachnid needed no company of other arachnids, like the grashopper needed the company of grashoppers. Nor did the arachnid need the company of sunny skies, nor did the arachnid need the endless starrynights.
Nor did he...
Nor did the arachnid need the company of the female. For whenever the arachnid came close, whenever the arachnid came close to discovering the connection, he grew skeptical. He feared those female arachnids, and decided the path to transcendance was better left without them.
Cold his nights were, and though the arachnid longed for another to share his mind with, he knew it was impossible. HE knew he was destined to walk this path to transcendence alone. After all, its what arachnids do best, eh?
So along he went on his path to transcendance.
And along went the endless grashoppers, with endless sunny skies, and endless starry nights. Endless companions, and endless lovers. Endless children and endless mothers. Endless joys and endless treasures.
The arachned went with his only self, his only mind. He went witht he sky he was given. He went with the night that kept him alive. He had no other arachnids for everyone knows arachnids EAT EACH OTHER. He had no lovers, cuz THEYRE EVEN WORSE. He was given no children, for if the arachnid desired children, he had to give up his path. He had no mother, cuz she probably got eaten by another arachnid of some sort. He had little joy and few treasures.
And together they arrived at the final gateway to transcendance. The final test of faith was at hand. Transcendence is what all creatures desire, but only the most faithful may recieve.
The grashoppers all lined up. They presented their endless grassy fields. Their endless grains. Their endless sunny skies and endless starry nights. They presented their vast knowledge of their home. They presented their endless lovers, their endless children, and endless struggles to reach this test of faith. They were of one body. They were the young grashoppers.
ALong came the arachnid. He presented his humble journey to this plain. To this test of faith.
The arachnid, finally realizing his true beauty. Finally realizing his true nature. Finally realizing he had reached this moment he had waited his whole life for. The moment of final realization...
And it was that moment that he laughed. He laughed, yes, and as he progressed through his test of faith he shouted one last remark.
On the test of faith, would you want to be a young grashopper?
OR THE FEARSOME TARANTULA!!!!!!!!!!!!
