Hi. I wrote this from
the point of view of a gelatinous cube that falls into the sky after gravity is
reversed by a party of characters who are investigating a temple structure that
erupted from the ground:
Cartesiomorph
X23Y788Z439 dropped unexpectedly into the sky.
It took as a point of logical departure that this surprising turn of
events was correlated to the presence of carbon-based organic life it felt
through the rock that had until so recently surrounded it on five sides. As it fell it had time to ponder:
X) Prior to the fall, a sudden vertical
translation of its basaltic environment had exposed its uppermost surface to
new material, largely atmospheric, but occasionally including solid organic
matter. The material was quickly
dissolved and off-gassed to allow for meticulous study of the remaining durable
components of this new influx. Trace
elements were incorporated into its substance, EAT I EAT I EAT bringing
singular joy.
Y) Reverberations through the crystalline matrix
of both its immediate environment and areas beyond indicated that similar
translations had occurred throughout the Greater Lattice. This would certainly be worth additional
study, and – once findings were confirmed -- could merit a presentation to the
512 scholars of the Order I WILL BE BROUGHT TO FULL ADJACENCY, GLORY HEAPED
UPON ALL SIX SIDES.
Z) Organic life forms were repulsive in every
way. How much better to be composed of
silicon and ether, a vitreous testament to the glory of living geometry. The corrupt and offensive morphologies of
these other beings – collections of the obtuse -- were an affront to the proper
mechanisms of the universe. DIE DIE DIE
THEY ALL MUST DIE. The proper fate of
such things was to be deconstructed to their constituent atoms and sorted into
raw materials for less entropic entities.
The axes of its
thoughts were thrown askew as it entered the upper reaches of the
atmosphere. Of course, it realized, once
it considered its surroundings: I will
now die. FUCKERS THOSE GUTFUCKERS
And so it did, fluids
boiling off into the rarefied air, its tissues losing coherence and spreading,
chaotic, into a cloud of hexane and toluene, dissipating, disordered, dead.
--Steve Kilian
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