NULL mag Issue 06 15 The fish tank

eZine lover (@eZine)

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 · 26 Dec 2020

  

 

 
    once upon a time, there were some fish in a fish tank. the fish, 
    everyday, did some playful stuff to thank their owner and get more 
    food... but one day, the owner didn't come and here, our story 
    begins... 

    goldfish     : hey, god didn't come to feed us today... 
    clownfish    : so what? he'll come... our god always come. 
    cherry shrimp: yes... yes... our god never forgets us, he will come. 
    goldfish     : but what if he doesn't? shouldn't we take some 
                   precautions about it? 
    clownfish    : don't be absurd, let us rest and practice more stuff to 
                   please our god. perhaps he is late, because of your 
                   annoying presence in this world. 
    goldfish     : but can't you see, that's something is wrong? the 
                   water... 
    pufferfish   : what about the water? 
    goldfish     : the water smells bad, and its harder to breathe... 
    clownfish    : stop! do not spread fear among us... god will come and 
                   take care everything, as he always does and we have to 
                   be ready to show him, our appreciation. 
    goldfish     : but what if something happened to him? or he is 
                   displeased with us? shouldn't we take care our selves? 
    cherry shrimp: ...and what we can do? 
    goldfish     : we should take care of this world, try to clean the 
                   water or at least, try to not pollute it too much. 
    clownfish    : clean the water? hahahaha... did you went to the edge of 
                   the world and become paranoid? didn't i tell you, not 
                   to go to the edge? you could fall over. 
    goldfish     : no, no, it's not that... i think that god is testing us 
                   and we should take care our selves, before it's too 
                   late. 
    clownfish    : oh... i am tired of you, you can do whatever you want, 
                   i am going to make my everyday stuff, do as you please. 
    goldfish     : but, don't you get it? if we don't all agree to do 
                   something then we all gonna go to the afterlife. 
    clownfish    : have trust to god, he is going to fix everything. 
    goldfish     : but... but... 

 
    after a couple days, all fish/life in the tank were dead. their "god" 
    did come, after he was hospitalized for some days, because of a health 
    issue, but it was too late, for the little fishes in the tank. so 
    "god", went to the store and got some new fish. 

    any similarities with reality are just random, no intentions to leave 
    any implies about anything. the story is about some fish in a tank, 
    nothing else. 

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