are we mice? or are we men?

mice live in my room. i had these doubts for some time but had never been able to confirm it. the only possible clues i had was the bleeding toe that i had one time that i was sleeping. as well as the gnawing pain i felt in the middle of the dreaming.

so i bought myself some fly paper. with the intent of hoping to catch whichever pest was bothering me. to date i have caught six mice. the first two i left outside to rot and be eaten alive by ants and larvae. the next ones i left on the flypaper. the other two i'm conducting an experiment on by placing them in a "sola" bottle. yes! that would be sola as in the ice tea. i'm hoping that they would display some form of cannibalism.

owing to the incidences with the mice, i happened to have a nightmare involving an overpopulation of rodents attacking people and bringing about the end of the world. if you saw willard, it'd be reminiscent of people getting attacked by hordes of rats. i did not see the movie but just trailers of it as i figured it wasn't worth watching. in the dream though, aside from getting attacked, they - people - also get chewed to pieces.

the dream ends in that just a group of people survived. me included. and we put up headquarters in an old Hollywood theater.

and that is how it ended. it doesn't really settle whether we do eventually survive or get outsmarted by the rats and eventually end up as their snack.

first time i had a rodentated dream. i hadn't expected it to be so because i never did have musophobia. i do find it disturbing though that a lot of my dreams have end-of-the-world scenarios. i'm refusing to convince myself that it's perhaps because i think that eventually my life is going to self-destruct.

but as scientists often speculate. should an end-of-the-world scenario occur there would be likely to be two prevailing species in the aftermath. the first would be cockroaches, which i cutely refer to as cookie-roaches. and then the other, would be rodents.

so in a million years from now...when we are all dead...we are likely to see a neverceasing war being fought between the two supreme races in the world. the Roachkies and the Rodentoes. very unoriginal names. fuck! i am so uncreative today.

and one thought bothers me about the end-of-the-world scenario. is this really highly likely? are we, in the future, going to end up as fodder for roaches and rodents? what an end for the almighty human race?

thus here is my challenge to the current generation of men...ensure your place in the world! protect your place in the hierarchy! destroy all possible opposition!

let's start by stocking our homes with baygon and raid cans! eliminate the roaches, the rodents and any other pestophods that are currently plaguing your lives! don't let them give you shit!

...and oh! don't forget the fly paper. there has to be flypaper!