Kali
Part 2 : Trepidations and Machinations
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From the Golden Conure proceeded the creation. It was a task bestowed on him- to use his skill and wisdom to transmute the metaphysical to the experiential. This involved formulating its nature and structure, encoding its principles, and then establishing the necessary axioms and theorems and algorithms needed for its operational matrix. This also entailed encrypting, per instructions, a time bound logic bomb that would allow for the creation to “self-destruct” …all at the right time, following which the sequence of events would repeat itself… endlessly.
While the Conure was no ordinary parrot varietal, yet he was also bound by the very rules he made which induced a degree of ordinariness. And so, in the aftermath of eons and eons of this tasking by the Conure, led him to develop a ravelled sense of attachment towards what he began considering as his creation. It was the sort of attachment that agonised over more control for eventual outcomes, and it was also the sort of attachment that tormented his heart every time that self-destruct code- Kali- would trigger.
The distress coursing through his veins coupled with a momentary lapse in ability to process the strains of his feelings- caused him to clench his zygodactyls and pierce that branch of the tree with his sharp talons, where along with him, the Cockatoo and the…
