I've been through the desert

Editor's note: after drawing this, I did a quick search and confirmed that yes, the basic idea is not new, here. But I did it better. You can check for yourself.

Intelligent pass-times

Mental Health

Having sounded the cosmos for eons and sought unceasingly after all knowledge, this particular being was ascending to a higher plane. Yet greater beings stood there and began to assess its knowledge. The judgment: while it technically had come to a knowledge of everything, it had, in the Greater Beings' opinion, failed to sufficiently show its work, and would have to be reincarnated as a bacterium and start over.

Insistence

Mental Health

"I am here and this is happening. I have lived and breathed and bled and had a unique experience as an individual being. And I have existed and exist, and if only someone could see that..."

-"Sir? Please—"

"Yeah, alright, I guess what I'm trying to say is, I think you're right. I should take that order to go."

 

I can't restrain myself from asking

Though it can be even more confusing and difficult for a claustrophiliac to navigate the minefield of dating and relationships, an open, direct approach is usually best.

The realization

The realization strikes that tomorrow, I have to act like a person and do things:

Not a funny place

Guessing games

Mental Health

The problem was, no one could tell which eye was glass, an aesthetic prosthesis, and which was the functional one. One schoolyard rumor held that both were glass, and the man was one of those remarkable, totally blind individuals who manages to pass as a seeing person. Cynical observers speculated that the opposite was true, and both eyes were glassy and glazed over, but were the functioning eyeballs he had been born with so very long ago.