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Whenever have you not gone under? When you sit and solipsize on why how what of some bullshit. As you place yourself so high, yet dirt is in your ears and the weight of the earth presses on your head. “But at least I’m in Top Soil!” You so eagerly condescend. “Pity those poor souls who feel the heat! I can yet move, I can!” As your pinky toe twitches. “Oh yes, indeed, how wretched are those lain akimbo at that toe! Such folly they have done to go so far under. If only they could see as I see, they would understand their actions, how in injurious to the betterment of their condition. Quite! If they could know all that I know! Perhaps then they could ascend as such as I. Yes, how comfortable it is, here, next to the worms, troglodytes, and cicadas. Such friends they are as they eat all my bad bits away! Hehe! Wouldst thou eat more! My hungry companions. I have so much to give, yes I do! I did not need my nose anyway. Though I glimpse the others further down have no such wonderous friends as I. Their poor noses are still nosing! Oh and these eyes, these wicked eyes, they are witness to much piteous beings below me. Thank you mister ants. For too long have these discriminating eyes fell on those lesser, they have! And these ears, my dear mole, Chomp Away! If you could only have heard what silly thoughts that found their way inside. The droll talk they had to endure by those bottom dwellers. My hands, yes of course, how did I forget? These hands which were forced to grasp all their little members. Enjoy my gift beloved creatures of the mulch, that Top Soil. I feel so terrible I cannot share with you, oh they who are at my feet. If thou could see how swell we get on together!” And like that the man went to feed his closest friends. And the others deep below -- in rock and stone -- waited. Years they kept. As the creatures of the mulch, that Top Soil!, begot many from this so lofty rotting sustainer. The Earth moved, continents bellowed out cries, and soon mountains broke the seal. They, the bottom dwellers, grasped air, embedded half into the new faces of cliffs that they near touched the ceiling. One man first rose up to the precipice, stepped first on that solid ground, and upon his eyes a lush valley was before him. A valley filled with bountious animals: the mole, the shrew, and others too. He wept, then said thusly: “Oh you holy one who gave birth to all greenery. Who sacrificed your eyes and gave up your hands, then your hair made branches of trees, while your toes grew roots. Whose lungs breathed leaves. Whose hair sprouted flowers. Sacred are you who gave so much, that we may yet prosper. If only you could have told us your master plan. How you were to die for us that we may have worshipped you then between that marble and granite, but of course.” And the wind blew. “Indeed I have done this for thee! Naturally I knew to seed this paradise! You are all my most beloved, oh yes my most beloved! How your praise fills my heart! My eyes saw your stoicism, my ears heard your daring tales, my toes felt your strength, my fingers touched your grateful heart! My nose inhaled your clean scent. As the animals dragged me away, oh how my soul gushed with love for thee. You of the stone. You who were safe below me. You who heard my cries as I was torn apart... ahaha, was very fine! You who heard my cries as my loins were stripped, who smelled my bowels empty and drip down! Who saw my face contort in most wonderful ways. Pride you saw, oh yes pride! Loving Pride! All I have done for you, of course, yes, indeed, quite, naturally, undoubtedly yes, no other way! Now I am free - I travel in the shit of Deer, the piss of Salmon, the seed of Elephants! Now I’m everywhere - under the feet of dogs; behind the ears of rats, between the toes of Pigs! I pass in the gas of Apes, the burps of Men!” And thus those of the stone venerated the sacred soil and wind. And the wind and soil cursed in forever silence.