Jakob: SHe got you all worked up, didn't she?
N: How could she not? That little, feeble minded idiot. If I were to explain to someone what Ultracrepidarian means, I could save myself the pain and just show a bloody picture of her.
J: She does talk quite big, doesn't she?
N: Perhaps to make due for the tiny little thing she should be using to bake that child already. Anyway, not the point.
J: Is there a point?
N: There always is, mon ami.
J: How come you didn't say anything to her while she was discussing her intellectual preoccupations?
N: Intellectual: Pff! This is the biggest problem with these tiny minds, really. Sometimes I wonder how their brain works. I'm quite certain, nonetheless, that I wouldn't see a complex painting if I were to browse their synapses, for there aren't too many neurons connected at any point during their tiny lives, in their tiny minds.
Personally I've been shocked by an Eminovici character a long while ago, while I was reading how one of his characters couldn't find the slightest bit of happiness in the midst of all these little minds. They were feeling a strong complex against the far superior intellect of that smarter being, so everyone just tried to shut him out, and he remained lonely and cold. Now, my dear Jakob, I've learnt that the point here is not to dumb down and start advancing on a quest to reaching a state of Tiny Mind, but rather to cloack one's genius, in order to peacefully live with these creatures.
J: So basically, the one with the higher intellect was still but a mere fool in your opinion?
N: Well, of course my dear man. Being stupid or being smart are nothing in this spiteful, clever world that we live in. Plus, what I've seen is that most smart people actually are quite stupid and they can't achieve the same levels of happines as the tiny minds do. There are many superior minds (in my opinion, obviously) that are worse than these tiny minds and their tiny intellect. Really, if I am to say, I think that buddhist monks are smarter than both tiny minds and superior minds, because they can grasp the simplicity of life itself and become one with who they are, rather than invent certain stupidities that have no meaning whatsoever.
J: Such as tiny minds do.
N: And superior minds alike.
J: So, is that why you let the tiny mind go off so easily?
N: Yes. I was also quite the fool to even mention that I'm a writer and she is not. For it does not matter to show off who is more knowledgeable. It is a rash argument that holds no value either won or lost. Pride is a foolish little mechanism installed in the Core Operating system of human beings. No wonder it's deemed a sin, and a deadly one at that. What pride could I possibly have from proving to a tiny mind that I have the superior intellect? I would've just scared her off and made her drop out of her fantasy world. That would've ruined her happiness, and since I have no tactical reason of doing that, why should I? I take much more joy from analysing and studying how her tiny mind reacts to the world and what amusing lie she tells about herself. The greatest moment is when she even starts believing in those lies.
That's how the tiny minds work, and it's still a funny wonder to me. I enjoy being in their world every now and then, just taking pleasure in analysing their behavior.
J: Well, she did publish two aticles.
N: haha! I'm so happy she even got to that part. All it did was show me how little she actually knows of the world and the meaning of things.
J: So you wrote this post to secretly get back at her anyway?
N: Of course not, my dear boy. This is just to keep a reminder of why I actually like being around these little minds and their preoccupations. It helps me keep sane, and it also helps me feel a lot better about myself. What it really does though, is it reminds me of why in life one should seek out meaning before form. For form is something that is easily destroyed or ripped apart. The Essence: well... the essence is everlasting.
But until then: All Hail to the Tiny Minds, for they amuse us and we live in a time where low intellect and animals are simply things that we adore.
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I, the writer of this wretched text, don't care about explaining the Nathan and Jakob characters. Read "To Breach Reality" and find out on yer own time.
