In an attempt to remove my inhibitions, I looked up at the clouds and let them tell me story.
It went like this:
There were once beautiful bird-people who decided to leave paradise.
The snails who saw that these near deified-beings were leaving decided to follow them, because surely if they were leaving something was wrong.
The hare, seeing this wonderful opportunity of all the snail, decided to feast on these snails.
The hare got greedy and devoured all the snails. Failing to account for the future and out of resources, the hare ended up starving to death. The blobfish was a god of this paradise and felt great pity on this hare. Reaching out, flames reached out to the corpse and revitalized it with great vigor.
The hare was so much faster and stronger. Again making the mistake of capitalizing on this opportunity, the hare in it's hubris ran as fast as it could. The hare tripped, and with the momentum built up from it's speed, it ground itself into the forest floor, and obliterated itself until it was fine dust.
The blobfish felt great guilt and shame, and grew legs to visit paradise. In another attempt to save the hare, it tried to revitalize a stone with the same energy but was rejected. Suddenly, everything was on fire.
With everything burning the inhabitants of paradise all met together and prayed.
A frog king exclaimed in long regal robes, "It is the Blobfish fault!"
...as the blobfish looked shocked from waters nearby.
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Immediately, I projected onto the hare. Am I this stupid creature, becoming over-enthusiastic and short-sighted, destroying myself in the long run?
Am I the blobfish? Are my attempts at help only making things worse? Is this an analogy for mental health?
Then blame came to mind. The first question I asked was why did the bird-people leave paradise? Did they sense/foretell that it was going to go badly? If that is the case did they initiate the whole thing? Was it a self-fulfilling prophecy? They left, and it was their leaving that caused the snails to follow, but it was the rabbit who ate the snails and then starved, but it was the blobfish who tried to help.
All these characters could have chosen to not act once.
Any amount of non-doing just once would have prevented the fire. Of course, as stupid as I am, I'm not completely unimaginative. For all I know, it could all have been a coincidence. The bird-people could have intentionally set off this. The intention made no difference, from any character, malice and benevolence worked together to create a tragedy.
None of the characters could have known. Does that mean in my own life, even I make all the "right choices" anything could happen? Is morality also objectively irrelevant? Can "cosmically" and "objectively" be interchanged? Is the universe so impenetrable that blame is another useless distraction? Are our problems completely self-perpetuated? Even more scary, is it natural? Is it an unavoidable mess?
By avoiding it, do we manifest it?
I can't get that look of the Blobfish out of my head.
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