Bum! Don’t You Move ;)
Oh hi, I am the mosquito that just stung your bum, it’s a great honour to meet you, I already feel very close to you. 😉
Apologies for the itchiness, it will pass in a few minutes but that’s when I’ll turn hungry again and give you another lil bite..
I hope you don’t mind our instant intimacy.
I’ve been observing you people since my birthday (literally) And I have noticed that you’re more restless than us, mosquitoes..
You have everything you need but you’re still buzzing around like mosquitoes haha..
What’s the matter? Why everyone seems so nervous… Just a sting in the bum and you are free to live an extra 100 years in best case scenario, do you realize how much time is that? I guess you do, because you are all wearing watches to be on time but then you seem to forget so many things and rush and be late and put alarms and get tired and freak out and day dream on your desk sipping double espressos with refined sugar snacks.
I am just really curious to get an advise here, since I have only 10 days left to live and you seem to be so busy all the time, I consider becoming busy too, like all the successful people are, you know?
I promise not to sting you too much but only for my survivalist needs.
Yes, I know how important you are and I value your time greatly, you could be my mentor and I could be your guardian mosquito..
On one demand ok?! I want to have a name, I want to have purpose, I want to live the best mosquito life ever.. I want to fly into unknown horizons and make something heroic!
Human’s shouting back furiously: “Damn you freaaaaking mosquito buzzing around talking that crap, you’re nothing, you’re a loser and I am going finish you right now because you have no place and no chance in this world. These chemical repellents don’t seem to work, I need to pesticide this house or wear an astronaut suit, damn this sting burns my bum, I can’t do this anymore..”
I wonder what the world would think of you. What makes you more important than I am. Are you truly necessary around this planet? But whatever, who am I to have an opinion?!
So I am a mosquito, what do I do? where do I go? what is my purpose in life?
I have a few days to live, what do I want to fulfil before going back to being organic matter, some sort of energy…
Do you believe in next life? Is this just a rehearsal?
Heavens are just for human beings? Or do I have a room there too? A mosquito.
Am I good or am I bad?
If I ask human beings they’d probably say, in heavens there is no room for mosquitoes..
So why is that?
I personally think there is no next life as a mosquito, nor as a human being.
So what do I do now? I have a few days to live and I know it’s the end of my story!
No one is going to remember, not even the big bum I just stung 10 times.
Should I kill myself because what is the point of living a few days?
Should I gamble all I have and try to win two weeks?
Should I make as many baby mosquitoes as possible?
OR should I just have tonssssssss of sex with a condom and pay for the pleasure with mosquitoes I don’t know?
Should I meditate and pray for something to happen?
Bungy jumping?
travel the world in one day?
Sell myself and send the money to my mosquito babies which I don’t even know personally?
Rob a blood bank and act as Robin Hood?
Fly as far as possible with no looking back?
Give all my belongings: my wings, my eyes, my blood?
Fly to Mexico and get drunk until I would think I’m a lion, then wake up, then get drunk again to forget about what just happened because I can’t face the fact that I’m just a mosquito, then get drunk again because I can’t face the fact that I only have a few days to live, then I try to sting myself to finish with it and I realize it’s not possible, it’s not, it’s against my nature, It’s against nature..
So maybe I should just listen to nature for once?
