She got up, then she walked towards her best friend. She seemed so absorbed, or rather disoriented, her best friend questioned her about his state of mind, then she whispered something something that is not understandable! Her best friend
gaped and then silence will reign in this room filled with several toys still! then she confided her secret, "You know what, I just realized something that can change our world" After several minutes, she whispered something in his ear, his best was petrified! to see her face, she was almost dead! What! How can you think of such a thing! Listen, this is what I have discovered, I just realized that we are just puppets, it is attached to a house, that of a puppeteer, and it plays all the roles!
This is a "human" What a human? This word was never used appear in the world of puppetry puppets then entered into a long conversation and she explained how a human can be born, she told him the cycle by which a sperm passed his best friend closed her eyes and she wondered if his friend has become a crazy! You know, I do not know, but we in the world of puppetry is dependent upon a single person, it was he who made us, and it comes alive whenever he wishes you never thought of why other puppets do not move? You never asked this question? Let me tell you that their master is dead! "Death!" But what is this bullshit, I think you're close to the madness! How can you say it's madness? How can you tell the difference between reason and madness, if you depend of a single person? But I do not die, I am eternal! how my creator can be fatal? The puppet put his two puppets, worn weary by his thoughts .. For years he tried to unravel the mystery ... but by putting himself in the shoes of his creations that he understood that there is a force that moves, a force that draws her for all that he understood that he will never understand the nature because of its creator it is not human! His thoughts will be limited by the knowledge of humans and they can never explore the divine world.
Nb: This is a story I wanted to write in 2002. This text is just a draft, if you have any comments or suggestions please feel free ....
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