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7.10.25

Of Pick-Up Sticks

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The shade of Maleclypse came unto the Goddess, and said, “She of Ebb and Flow, She of Ever-Changing: the world is just really friggin’ hard to figure out lately, and I think I just can’t do it anymore. Please, Goddess, give me perspective. Give me clarity. Help me make sense of this.”

And the Goddess was on break, so the shade of Maleclypse had to wait for another 10 minutes. But finally, she replied thus: “I will offer you a token now, sweet Maleclypse, if you can prove through my test that you deserve it.”

She summoned into her hand a fistful of straw, all different lengths, some with leaves, some without, and dropped them on the ground. “This is my challenge to you, Maleclypse: one of these straws I have blessed with my power, and if you can find it among the rest, it will reveal the truth of the world.”

And the shade of Maleclypse said “ah, shit,” and began to think. He sat before the pile of straw, combed through it with his fingers. He picked up one straw and compared it to another. He measured the lengths and counted the leaves. And so he stayed for some time, searching for his Goddess’ blessing, until finally he was exhausted from the effort. Despairing that he would ever succeed, that he had failed his Goddess’ test, he snatched up one of the straws, and said “this one. This is my answer.”

“Well done, Maleclypse!” cheered the Goddess. “You did it! You have passed my test!”

The shade of Maleclypse blessed his luck, amd looked again at the straw he had chosen after so much deliberation. He turned it over in his hands. He counted the leaves again. He compared it to the others, and what he knew of them, and found that while this straw was not like any other, it had the same features of any straw. He could not see the secret that had marked this as the blessed answer he had sought.

“But Goddess,” he asked at last, “why is this the-”

But when he looked up, the Goddess was gone. He sat alone, holding the straw he had chosen from all the rest.

And the shade of Maleclypse stood up, smiling, and went away enlightened.

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