“Everyone has their fifteen minutes of fame.”
The Geico Gecko* #quote
People may knead bread but they don't always need bread. Anyway onto
the flash fiction!
Nate The Neuron
Nate the Neuron passed on one piece of the puzzle. A fraction of a
fraction of a much larger item. The information he got came from his
neighbor, who got it from their neighbor going down a massive line.
And that's just for the one small bit he got. A dash of blue. That's
the message he carried. As a sole neuron Nate didn't concern himself
with the big picture. He just knew that somehow the Mind formed on
the backs of his brothers and sisters and it would worry about
whatever the dash of blue meant.
The dash of blue connected with other dashes of blue to form the
image of a shirt, along with other colors and details to reveal the
man that the Mind was going on a date with. Nate and other neurons
kept doing their work as the body belonging to the Mind moved and
laughed. It was a beautiful night and eventually it would lead to
more dates and more wonderful nights. And eventually Nate would help
the mind see an altar and the Mind would live happily ever after.
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