So as y’all know we here at Buddhistcatnaps try to bring you a diverse and creative blog posts in the vast blogosphere. However, as of yet we have not unleashed our most creative blogs – buddhistcatnaps short stories. We hope you enjoy these stories and there will be more, along with some Top 5! and other insightful blogs. Enjoy!
Multipcility – a satire inspired by the X-Factor character Multiple Man and the NH House
by Josh
How many times have you thought to yourself ‘If there were only 2 of me?’ Or if you could just clone yourself how much more you could get accomplished in a day. One would consider that an incredible blessing. However, if it is a blessing it is equally a curse. I know this because I have this blessing and curse. I have the ability to create unlimited clones of myself at will. Given this opportunity most people would jump at the chance to have this ability. However, walking a day in my footsteps (and footsteps and footsteps) might make most rethink their choice.
I have had this ability since I was a teenager and have never told anyone other than a few close friends and family members. When I first discovered my ability, as you can imagine, I took total advantage and sent my clones to school, did my chores, listened to my parents lectures etc. while I lounged around went for hikes the mall hung with friends etc. As I got older though, however, there became some issues. My clones began to rebel. They didn’t see why I got to watch Star Wars while they did Calculus. Have you ever seen the Island with Ewan McGregor and the gorgeous Scarlett Johansson were they have been told they are survivors on this island but are actually clones that are sequestered in this underground silo and are owned by the people who they are clones of ? Well Ewan becomes cognizant that they are just a living in a factory farm for their sponsors who will use their kidneys or lungs or whatever their sponsor need if they get in an accident or sick. Well my clones have now realized that they have the power to say no and are no longer going to take being told what to do. In fact they have refused to do anything I tell them to do unless it involves partying or relaxing. Oh, one thing I haven’t mentioned, when I no longer need my clones I just reabsorb them into my being. However, my clones now longer will come back to me, they have gone AWOL. As you can imagine this has caused some serious issues for me. In fact it has caused 2 issues: one they are messing around by doing things that will make people realize that I have this ability – which I do NOT want to have people find out. And 2 they have begun to unionize. They are making demands wanting more say in what they have to do, compensation, even benefits!
As you can imagine I am facing an uncomfortable metaphysical debate with myself (literally and figuratively). I am the one that has created them and given them a life, do they have the right to band together to ask me for money, rights etc.? What would you do? Do my clones deserve to be compensated for the work they do and have the same benefits that I do? A quagmire indeed.
Corpus Crossing
by Carl
I awoke one morning on a small tropical island puzzled as to how I arrived here. Everything in sight was so real and spectacular with the high Eastern Sun hitting my skin. I could see people hanging out at the beach just relaxing to the sounds of the waves and the friendship that surrounded them. Still puzzled as to how I got to this island I suddenly could feel this source of Energy pulling me to the other side of the island, “what is this that I’m feeling, it’s so amazing!”. I had to explore and see what this “pull” was all about.
I reached the other side of the island and walked to the beach with this great intense turquoise colored water. I peered out and could see another island not far away and about the same size as the current island I was on. I sat on soft white sand staring and then all of a sudden a huge purple bird comes flying my direction and drops a pair of binoculars near my feet. I’ve never seen anything like that before let alone having a bird deliver me some binoculars was pretty bizarre. I picked up the binoculars with no fear or hesitation and looked through them towards the other island. I could see things but I could not make out what they were. Colors seemed strange and I could not make out any of the distant objects. I jolted up and ran to the water so I could get a closer look. I peered through my new found binoculars and raised my chin moving my head left to right. I could now see things moving around over there. I saw creatures flying around, humans flying in the sky with arms extended. There were some very large frogs sitting on pedestals painting as great as Dali and Picaso’s paintings. I was so excited I had to get to that island quickly!
I ran the entire length of the beach looking for a bridge or road. All I could find was a very narrow path of land connecting the two islands about 1 foot wide. Plenty of space for me to run to the other side but that “pull” from earlier was directing me to make that path bigger. I looked around and turned to my right and up on the hill could see a shovel and wheel barrow, “great not the best tools but they will do”. I run up the hill to retrieve the wheel barrow and shovel and brought them back down to the path. I began to shovel dirt into the wheel barrow and bringing it down to the path. On my seventh load I had just completed only a small fraction of the path. I was able to increase the width of the path from 1 foot to 8 feet but for only 1/4 of the path. I was now sweating, dehydrated and tired. The sun was beginning to set and I felt I was running out of time. I closed my eyes and brought my attention towards the “pull” and internally said “please please help me complete this path PLEASE”. I opened my eyes and the path was totally complete to the other island. A huge sigh of relief rolled over me as the new Corpus Callosum was now complete.
I returned the wheel barrow and shovel to the top of the hill and sat there and watched as the creatures and frogs and all strangeness began to cross the path from the other island and humans and ordinary life as I know it crossed in the other direction. There was no confrontation or even eye contact as they crossed paths, in all of its oddities that I was just experiencing it was beautiful sight to see.
As I sat on the hill with the sun setting I found a piece of paper in the sand wrapped tightly with a piece of thin rope. I opened it and inscribed on the paper said these words:
“You have discovered your true self, your purpose has been fulfilled and thank you for expanding the universal corpus callosum in life. The joining and greater expansion of the left side island of logical thought and preconceived perception and right side island of imagination and creativity has now started a universal movement.”
