One Day she told me she was the ruler of the world, a divine creature cosmicly superior to myself (in another ocasion she said she would instantly change her sex if she did not have chocolate as soon as possible, but I was able to detect that lie). I got very surprised, all my beliefs would fall apart if that was true. I tryed to fight back, searched for mistakes in her arguments, but I couldn’t find any. She had even find my blog on her own.
- How did you find my blog? – I asked, surprised.
- I know everything!
And so, her doings and arguments whould each day confirm her divinity more and more. But I did not surrender so easily.
- What is the meaning of life? – I asked her once.
- To serve to me. – she answered, without blink.
I thought I found something wrong:
- Ah! Then what is the meaning of your life? – I was sure to win that battle.
- To be served. – she said, promptly.
In time, I accpeted the fact. I was in a world controled by a goddess that went to class, ate chocolate, hated some movies and had PMT. The world looked like a dark place for a while. One day I commented the fact with a wise man.
- She even found out my blog all by herself!
The wised man thought for a second, raised his eyebrows and then asked:
- Are you sure she didn’t find it trhough the Syllogism ?
- What?
- The Natural Syllogism, my blog. There’s a link to your blog there. Didn’t you asked her if she didn’t find out The World’s Border 2 trhough there?
I confess that in that moment I felt reinvigorated as I’ve never felt before. There was still the chance of the world to be ruled by a more logical force, like Jehovah, Tao, Shiva or chaos itself. The world could make sense once more. I looked for her as soon as I could.
- Bow! – she ordered the moment she spoted me.
- Did you find my blog trhough the Natural Syllogism?
She looked like falling apart. Divinity was not hers anymore.
- Yes... – she answered, discouraged.
I smiled, triumphant, raised my arms, tunred the other way and walked by. I could her moaning:
- Damn... they found me...
I found the wise man in another chance, told him what happened. He Just smiled, shook his head slowly and said:
- See how good it is to use syllogism to find out things?
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I once ran into a wise man who knew of a woman very much like the deity you describe, She had the name of Nikki and resembled a different beautiful woman every time your eyes rested upon her, though it can be rather confusing it is enjoyed during long solitary moments in the monastery when the other monks are polishing their.... eh hem.... temples.
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