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Sublimation of Id

Some pastel crayons and a disturbed mind isn't such a bad combination.

Sun God

He looked up into the sky and watched the sun till it blinded him. His was a happy family in a burgeoning community. Lots of food for everybody's greed! They fermented with merry and were truly workaholic. But he knew this was too good to be true. He believed in the stories of people being taken away and left under the searing sun for the rest of their lives. Some came back half dead. Most believed that this sun god was kind and infinitely benevolent. They ridiculed his paranoia. Good times were here to stay. No more of hard survival near the garbage dump. The warmth of this palace of glass which their ancestors had found, had magical powers. Sugar would rain down day and night and no one slept hungry.

 

He suspected a pattern of pervasive planning.  Life cannot be this easy! There must be a diabolic twist latent in  all the goodness. Infinite goodness has only source – pure evil. This, he strived to prove.

 

So he and his friend dug through tons of sugar and let it dry. They made huge glaciers of sugary glass lenses that would catch the sun god on the ground. It would take a lifetime of futile effort – his elders thought. But in the end he succeeded.

 

The bacterial community couldn't believe what they saw. There was no mistaking the black silhouette of the microscope watching over them while blinding them with light.

 

A new religion was born…

 

They worked harder in sad silence ever after.

Terminal event

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