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А геsрапва to Jung. and QC question 2. by Gary B QC/Waldman Jan. 14, 1974 I Now there was a man named Frick, who lived in the land of Zot, a far-out, mystical land that never really existed, but might just as well have, anyway. And for Frick, this was the only land that existed--the only reality. There was nobody else living in Zot, no not a soul, Frick was the only living being there. Of course there were animals, cows, pigs, wolves. And there were flowers--beautiful flowers. But we know that all these things are incidental--just parts in the chain of life that kept Frick alive. Frick may not have known this, but that isn't important, for for our purposes here it is enough that we know it. Frick did, however, sense that he was different from all the rest of the creatures in Zot He knew, for example, how he always outssarted the animale and flowers when he went hunting for food to keep him alive. Ho seemed to sonne that he thought differently from all the other creatures in Zot. And after all, he was the only pue Zot who was allowed to use the fifty-moter olympic nie wie ing pool that lay just over the hill where the purple sheep usually grazed. Now the land of Zot was indeed a paradise--quite a sight to behold. Tall, beautiful, narrow-spaced palm trees lined the outer edges of this land, forming a tightly meshed wall of wood that served to contain the land of Zot. Of course, to Frick, this was no wall--it was merely the edge of his reality there in Zot, merely another part of that land--not on the edge of the land, but just another part of the universe which had been created by The Almighty Dog. No, those palm trees were not thought of by Frick an a border, but rather an here, or there', or sometimes over there', 'that place', or 'nomewhere'. (Of course, these words are describing Prick's thoughts, not his speech, for he didn't sponk. If he could, who would he talk to, anywny?) Now Frick was content in the land of Zot. He could Tender all day seron the wooded nendowe, or climb a tall flower and gase across the countryside. Mfo mas indeed poradine, a perfection. Yes, The Almighty Deg had friend created a thing of beauty. And it came to paan one day, that as Prick was bending down over a pool of cold, awoot water to drink hiu fill, de noticed that a god had been following him. Atslean, could pee it's fresh footprints in the mud behind him. Ales. As must have run away and hidden in a bush when he turned eround, thought Frick. Frick then began to think for the gud. Here gad, here god. Come on little goddyl and then fres behind a bush peared the cutest little god that Frick had ever seen--black, furry ears with white tips, solid black pawn-- Just plain cute, come on little god, don't be scared. come on." The god wagged his tail at Prick-it seemed to realize that Frick was thinking friendly thoughts, making friendly gestures. Woll soon, as the story goes, Prick and the god were great friends. And they stayed and played there by the water hole for the rest of the day, and late into the evening. Then Frick noticed that the great ball of fire was rapidly sinking in the east, so he started on the way back to his bungalow on the lake, with the little god following close behind. That night he feanted on shark nest and roast pork, making sure that he set out a generous portion to the little god, Soon Prick grew tired, and with a yawn lay down on his bed to go to sleep. "Little god", he thought before he went to alesp, "I'm glad met there by the water hole today," He didn't know quite why he thought that, but he did know that he had a good feeling inaide--not just from filling his stomach. And then came Frack. No formal introduction given--The Almighty Dog just thought, Frick, I now give you FrackT And then there was Frack-and now we have Frick and Frack, Frock was different than Frick, Oh, not the type of 'differens that you and I usually think of today. Prack was the mass spealan of being au Frick, to be sure. But Prack was built differently. very differently--and Prick realized this. At first, Frick tech Prack very much for granted, but that inter changed, and it wasn't tor long a tine until Prick became very, very friendly towards Frack. And it came to pass that Frick and Prach bacame to love one another very dearly. Love?i Ten, lovell This was surely a new experience for Frick--he had learned what 'like' wan like, and now he wan learning what 'love' was like. He didn't know quite why he felt the way he did towards Brack, but he did know that he had a good feeling inside... It was much different living in the land of Zot now, with his wife(yes, wifel) Frack and their little god(Frack liked the little god, too. Sometimes, however, she would got mad at it for piddling on their new bearskin rug, but all in all, thị tro got along very well, and really were quite good friends.), Then one day it happened. Frick and Frack were at the breakfast table, eating their corn-flaken, when rather suddenly and strangly, out of an impulse, Frack grunted at Prick, Well now, they both sensed what was happening. With a flicker in his eye, Frick looked at Frack. Frack umiled back. You, Frick knew what Frack wanted---and so he passed har the salt. And from that day on, the people in the land of Zot could speak. The weeks went on, and Frick would grunt at Prack, and Frack grunted back at Frick. But alas, all this grinting led to complications, for sometimes their grunts crossed. One humid, uncomfortable day, Frick, Prack, and their little god who they had named 'Spot' were sitting by the olympic-sized swimming pool with nothing, absolutely nothing, to do. "What a bore", grunted Prick to Frack. "Yeh, its really a drag", replied Frack. "Hey I know", grunted Frick excitedly, "Let's go to the rain forent and catch butterflies! "Ah--no, I don't feel like that today," grunted Frack back at Frick... "Hey let's go for a walk instead!" "No, no, no", snap-grunted Frick at Preck. "I want to go to the rain forest, damniti!" And so their(and the land's) first fight developed, But don't get the idea that this fight was no terribly sericus-- it wasn't. The solution to that quarrel was really very simple-- they finally decided that they would take a walk--to the rain forest to catch butterflies. How alas, thore came a day which was to be remembered by Prick for a long time. The sun(that was the name they gave to the great ball of fire which regularly rose in the west and set in the east) was rising that morning in fiery splendor--except this morning, it was rising in the east! Now they thought that to be rather strange, but not nearly as strange as the funny looking creatures who were standing at their front door when they woke up, yolling Is anybody home, perchance? Is anybody home?" The creatures grunted a bit differently than Prick and Frack did, but not so much so that they couldn't be understood. How strange', thought Frick, What creatures could these be? I've never seen the likes of them in the land before--and in this land only Frack and I are suppossed to be able to grunt. Well now, Frick let the strangers in. They all sat dom. and Flot, chief of these strangers who called themselves Dorks spoke: "We are the Dorks, from far away, beyond the gront wall of palm trees that separates your land from ours." Your land? Beyond the great wall of palm trees? What do you mean? Zot is the only place--you are in Zot, you are part of this land, this world. There is--there in nothing beyond the palm trees, except perhaps the place where The Almighty Dog resides and maken the sun alternately rise and fall--although today I think he is a bit mixed up", grunted Frick as he looked out the window to the east, perplexed. What do you mean, stranger?" "My dear sir, I realize that it will be hard for you to accept this, but there is another land beyond the great wall of palm trees."... And so the conversation went. Plot explained to Frick and Frack all about the land of the Dorks, beyond the palm trees. He told them of other people too, who lived even farther away. They sat there, in the living room of Frick and Prack's bungalow on the lake for the rest of the day and that night too. listening, arguing, laughing. They dinagreed on many things, too. For example, the Dorks worshiped a supar-being who they called "God, and thought him to be the creator of all the lands in existence. Frick thought the idea to be rather strange, and bit silly. He found all these things very hard to comprehend. But he did not say that to the Dorks, for he rather liked tham--aspecially their chief, Flot. He didn't care for Flip, the second in command, but all in all, he thought the Darka were a pretty good bunch of guys. He didn't know quite why he felt the way he did towards the Dorks, but he did knew that he had a good feeling inside... Now the years wunt by, over faster, and Frick and Frack learned much from the Dorks, and the Dorks likewinn. Kany more Derks cane to visit then at their bugalow on the lake over years, and they occasionally set a Sipkar or two, who were with the Dorks, and traveled with them for safety reang the Sipkars had many jealous enemies, due to the great wal that their land posseaned. From the frequent exposure to th different beings, Frick learned more about 'love', 'like, 'dislike, and evan experienced 'hato. (I am speaking here Plip, a guy he hated almost from the very beginning.) and he didn't know quite why he felt those things--but he did feel thes.. Well now, Flot had also told Frick about other things besides the cutaide world--and so it came to pass that Prack begos Pruck, Frot, Prip, Prally, and Frabu. And in time, Frulu begot Fust, Frapar, Prustrum, and Frasat, Frally begot Folly, Pustar, Pozy, and Funais. And behold, the people of the land of Bot multiplied and filled the face of what they used to think was the whole earth. II One night, Frick and Prack were at their home on the inke, in a rather sullen mood. Their daughter, Prulu had just been arrested by the Zotland police for illegal ponnession of drugs. They just couldn't understand her. They had given her all their love all their lives, and now this--she turns right around and slaps them hatefully in their faces. How could shel?! Prick finally decided to break the gloomy allence, and suggested to Frack that they go to a hockey game and try to forget what had happened with Frulu, But I just can't forget about sy daughter! Oh my baby, my poor baby! "I'm not asking you to forget about her dear, grunted Prick. "I'm just suggesting that we try to take this thing in stride. Let's go to the hockey game--it'll help get this off our minds come on, dear." And so It came to pass that Frick and Frack went to the hockey game that night. And fortunately, for the sake of those two, it was far from a dull gane, and they completely forgot their troubles, becoming completely engrosued in the game. The home tean was winning, the fans cheered in unison. They scorel Up to their feet jumped the crowd, clapping and singing together, stomping their feet till the stadium threatened to crumble from the thunderous noise. Frick and Frack applauded in wild enthusiasm--what a tean they had! And the crowd chanted in unison," we want another goal, we want another goal", and the chant became louder and louder, more and more powerful, cap- tivating--hypnotic. And the voiceu of the individuals melted into one, gigantic, throbbing voice--one mind, with only one thing in mind--to win the game. The home team lost that game, and the peaple filed out of the stadius, quiet and exhausted... Now in the fifth year after the eighteenth month past the second full moon in August of the second year before the third day(remember that date), there enne the great war. This was brought about by many factors, First of all, all kinds of people hated one another--secondly, the king of Jaru had threatened the daughter of the princs to the king of the Third Kingdom of Dastar the Innocent, thus weakening world friendships all over, for Quatland was allied with Dastar who was allied with the Eete who wore friends of the Dorks. You bet right, the Zots were "dragged into this conflict too, because of thin dastardly incident with Jaru and the daughter of that certain prince. No one really knew why in the hell they hated each other so, but they did have bad feelings inside... And low and behold, one day while Frick eat out by the lake watching the grasshoppera awin deftly across the expanse of cool, blue water, the heavens opened up from above and out of a whirlwind spoke The Almighty Dog to Prick. "Frick", he said, I look down at the world today, and it is bad." "Your dann right its bad", grunted Frick back at Dog. You should have heard what that king did to that girll" I don't mean that", replied Dog. It is the war that is bad--the hate, the violence, the unneccessary death. Frick, ant this world to be a thing of beauty, of splendor. Now Has turned into a place of evil. Masses of people unite against other masses, and threaten to blow each other off the face of this planet. A person is no longer an individual today-- he in merely part of a great machine--the machine of modern society. Oh surely there are various degrees to this destruction of individuality, but only one sure result--death and destruction. Nobody understands anybody else--they just don't quite know what those feelings inside of them nean, Prick, thin world in not what I intended it to be. You must be my spokesman, you must stand up and talk to the world, make then understand, Tell then that--toll tham--junt make then understand each other, make t thes understand." Now Frick heard the word of Dog, and took heed. Around the country he traveled, grunting to the people, asking them to understand--asking them to hear and obey the word of Dog, to Join together in worship of Him. And low and behold the people of the land of Zot listened and joined together in worship. Together they sang, together they prayed, together they hated their enemies and loved their allies (And nobody really unders why, they just had that feeling inside them.), together they marched, together they fought, and before you knew it the faca of the earth was destroyed, and covered with dark, grey cloudu that looked something like mahrooms. Now only one spot on the entire earth remained unscared from the terrible holocaust of the great war. This was a small patch of land in the northeast corner of the land of Zot. And on this Iand nat a bungalow by a radioactively-glowing lake. And in this bungalow sat a very old, weary man named Frick. Now Prick was the only person living in this small patch of land, and thus the only person alive on the earth. He lived there alone, not saying a word For who would he talk to?), a total individual, completely fres--no acclety to tie him down, to take his soul away. And when a little god cane scratching at his door one day, the curest little god he had ever seen, he kicked it in the ribe and told it to get the hell out of there. And one day, when the heavens parted and The Almighty Dog called out Frick's name from a whirlwind, Frick told Dog to go join the little god. ******************