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Garden Snake



        immediately drive them to invent reasons for what they experience.
        Some  of  them  will  create  a  mystery  around  their  existence—you
        know,  the  same  paradox  of  awareness  to  which  I  am  subject  as  a
        concomitant of imperfect knowledge—and correctly identify me  as
        their maker. They will do that entirely without evidence, of course,
        and there will be other explanations, but that one will be dominant
        because it is difficult to disprove and fits in nicely with the sort of
        authoritarian  social  structures  to  which  such  infantile  creatures  are
        attracted.”
          “You mean you don’t really want them to know what makes you
        tick?”
          “That’s  right.  Instead  they  will  have  an  inferior  sort  of
        comprehension  called  belief.  Now  here’s  their  problem:  all  the
        violent  and  stupid  things  they  do  will  have  to  be  reconciled
        psychologically with that belief. They will tie themselves in knots you
        can’t  possible  achieve  or  conceive  to  overcome  the  cognitive
        dissonance between mortality and suffering, on one hand, and their
        ideas of ultimate justice and virtue on the other.”
          Ouroboros  refused  to  react  to  the  implied  insult  to  his
        limblessness.
          “And they won’t blame you for setting things up that way?”
          “I’m the last one they’ll blame. I’m going to give the whole thing a
        push in the right direction with your help: you will start them looking
        for other villains. You will be the agent of their downfall. I’m going
        to send you into the Garden to coax them to disobey my orders—in
        this case, not to bite off what they can’t chew: an apple from the Tree
        of Knowledge.”
          “Apple? Is that anything like a bunny?”
          “No, you child of whimsy. It’s only attractive to them. You see,
        they are already programmed to defy authority as well as crave it: that
        is basic to their immaturity. That particular gastronomical breach will
        leave them aware of their transgression. Then I’ll come along as if I
        don’t know what they’ve done, and when I find out I’ll throw a fit
        and curse them—and you, as well, but you can ignore it, if you’ve
        done what I asked. Then it’s open season on bunnies for you!”
          “You promise they won’t come after me with a stick?”
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