Godzilla and the Butterfly
3/14/16
God- no Godzilla tried in vain to smash the beautiful, free butterfly who just moved effortlessly beyond his reach. This story is really about Godzilla's sometimes friend, King Kong.
Foaming, fuming with impotent rage, Kong smashed and pounced and smashed, hulk incarnate, to maddening no avail. Exhausted many hours and days hence he collapsed just when butterfly alighted gently on his nose.
Too tired to lift his heavy-handed heavy hand Kong winced, sighed in agonizing humiliation, grunts aplenty.
Butterfly spoke. Power is freedom from self-indulgence: Your appetites for vengeance know no bounds. You are limited by having no limits.
The King grunted in non-comprehension.
He managed, mustering mightily much strength of many ancestors the centuries and millennia of unchallenged rage and supremacy. He managed a pathetic swipe. Butterfly drifted upwards on the warm summer currents. The great ape exhausted before -- now totally defeated, dejected, despairing, deeming his life’s defining duties definitely dire.
Butterfly alighted. Sitting on gorilla's head; merged into him.
Over weeks and days, years and months other weaker apes noticed Kong was not the ape, the ferocious animal of past time. There were moments when he was if not gentle than not consistently protecting or expanding his domain. Other apes began to dwell in forest and savannah formerly lorded over by the ominous giant.
As he aged for the first time in the thirty-three thousand tumbles around the sun, Kong shrank to ordinary size.
Other apes abused him both for previous bad behavior and simply because they had the same bad qualities though in lesser proportions than the no longer monster.
Butterfly-brain they called him.
Butterfly spoke. Now from within. You- we have gone too far in the other direction. Learn dignity, self-respect while honoring all living things.
The great ape, his head bowed, his heart broken a thousand times for the first time since the millennium he had merged, melded with butterfly for the first in such a long time he roared. The savannah cleared instantly. Competitors vanished- for a while. Roars were necessary – necessary-- not to be often used.
Butterfly emerged from the great ape's brain floating gliding effortlessly upward to where he was next needed.