Friday, January 30, 2009

The Tower and the Cave: A Story

Once upon a time there was a tower, and not too far from the tower was a cave.

The tower was made of white brick and was as tall as the highest mountain. The cave was made of black rock, and the entrance was no bigger than a mulberry tree.

The residents of the tower were very well-spoken and dressed in the finest clothes. The residents of the cave spoke gibberish and wore nothing but animal pelts.

One day it was decreed that the residents of the tower and the residents of the cave would switch places. The cave-dwellers would spend a week in the tower, and the tower-dwellers would spend a week in the cave.

After just one day of living in the cave, the tower-dwellers decided they wanted to go home. When they demanded that the troglodytes return to the cave, the troglodytes refused, and a terrible fight broke out. No one was injured, but because of a trauma to its foundation, the tower collapsed, covering much of the land in rubble.

From this rubble the tower-dwellers built smaller towers that were closer to the ground and that the cave-dwellers could break into from time to time when they wanted to remember what it felt like to be filthy fucking rich.