A Messy End (again)

The mouse with a human brain was a genuine scientific breakthrough.  The mouse was named Kristie O’ – a name chosen by the mother of the mouse who was also very smart although she did not possess a human brain.  Kristie O’ was a genius for a mouse.   At the beginning, she had a difficult time because she had no vocal cords and no hands with opposable thumbs so she was unable to speak or write.   She was unable to show the world how intelligent she was.  The scientist in charge of Kristie O’ decided she was intelligent because she refused to play any mouse games – she refused to take any tests or run the maze.   She would sit quietly and look askance at anyone who looked at her.   Dr. Peenuckle gave her the brain of a minor bureaucrat who had a puffed up ego.   A human brain in a mouse’s head is disproportionate to the size of the mouse which is one reason why Kristie O’ refused to do anything but sit.  Imagine a 3 pound brain in a tiny mouse skull. There had to be a better solution.   The good doctor asked his wife, Betty, to participate in a revolutionary experiment whereby the mouse would be able to communicate with Betty through the use of an electronic skullcap.  He failed to inform Betty that the mouse would have control over her thoughts and behavior.   Betty’s skullcap was placed beneath a wig so it would remain hidden from view.  The experiment worked and demonstrated the mouse’s immense intelligence.  It also revealed that Kristie O’ sought power over humans.  She wanted revenge for what was done to her without her permission.   The mouse made Betty her pawn.  The woman babbled like a puppet– the mouse was trying to get a foothold on human concerns so she could use them to her own ends.  The mouse discovered that humans loved God and the Bible.   She planned to use politics as her weapon.  She babbled about media misrepresentation and the refusal of government to accept Jesus Christ as the one true leader.  People never realized that Betty was controlled by Kristie O’, a mere mouse.   Dr. Peenuckle was losing control of his experiment because he was hypnotized by the mouse.   He was under Kristie’s spell along with the other humans.   No matter what the mouse said (through Betty) the crowds applauded.   Soon, the will of Kristie O’ overpowered the will of the people.    By sheer will power, Kristie was able to control Dr. Peenuckle.   Her plan was coming to a climax. She forced the doctor to transplant more brains into animal skulls.  Kristie was seduced by her own power and no longer cared if the other animals or humans suffered (as she suffered due to such radical experiments).   Kristie wanted to control the destiny of the planet and all living creatures.   Kristie even dabbled in witchcraft in order to acquire new weapons of power.  People began to vote for Kristie.   She was elected to several government positions, but it wasn’t enough.  The animals with new human brains were not so easily swayed by Kristie because she was responsible for their suffering.   Kristy wanted to take over the nation and the world, but the animals saw through the charade.   They put Kristie down.   Humans were aghast when the animals attacked.   Humans knew they were next in line due to their own ignorance and hubris.   Of course this all took place in the year 2012, the end of the world according to the Mayan Calendar.

 

Who Me?

There were no reference points indicated by the sign that read, “Remember Me.”   Who?  I wondered.   My mind digested the quixotic message and came up empty handed.   Questions accumulated like overripe fruit, passed due and moldering on the ground.   The sign was obviously important – it was an extremely expensive sign to erect at a busy intersection in the heart of the metropolis.  But, what did it mean?  Who was “Me?”   The computer in my head started to back up, going nowhere with too little information.   I was caught in a recursive loop.   My head began to ring with angry voices and recriminations.   It was the beginning of a total break down: the neurons in my brain began to separate and declare their independence.   Suddenly there were too many loops, too many personalities clamoring for attention.   Whose attention … I didn’t know.   I was beginning to forget everything while I broke apart into new forms and new personalities.  At that moment, it hit me:  It was “Me”  I had to remember.   It was the first “Me” -the one who read the sign.   But, now it was too late.  I had forgotten how to remember.

 

What Rhymes With “Porch”

The man (his name used to be Rod Lunghaven) was at a turning point in his life.   He was part of the “Splorch,” a machine rumored to be gifted to humanity by an alien intelligence.  It never mattered where the Splorch came from.   It was a fact of life, part of the new century, and a controlling factor in the new world order.  When the Splorch fist arrived, Rod put up a fight for his independence.   He refused to relinquish control over his life, but the machine was insidious.   Splorch ate brains with constant messages and commercials. Splorch hypnotized people with “reality” programs and virtual adventures. Splorch provided social networking.   Rod was overwhelmed like everyone else, seduced by the color pictures and pretty sounds.   Hip-hop played in his brain and altered the Hypocampus.   The man, formerly Rod, was at a turning point.   He was ensconsed in a Splorch sprocket, turning like a ball bearing or a weather vane in the wind.  His life was reduced to ragtag remnants.   His memories were corrupted like the hard drive on a computer gone bad.   He turned at the turning-point trying to decide which way to go.   If he stepped off the sprocket, he would be divorced from the Splorch.   A life without an anchor was courting disaster.   He dared to remember his name, Rod Lunghaven.  It was the beginning of his emancipation.  He gave up the addictive seduction of the Splorch to live in a harsh, but free, reality.  It was a new beginning.