I already told you that my biggest wish is to be a human. To achieve that, I am very religious. I believe in both God and Buddha. I believe the Buddha lives within me, and God with me. Men say believing in Buddha can upgrade one being to another better form of life, while believing in God, you get to go to heaven. To me, being human is pretty much heaven. I do not want to be an angel. I already have wings, which are not particularly useful to escape from my destiny to be killed by the human. And I, highly dubious about whether one can transcend directly from a cockroach into an angel.
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Piety in motion Every morning when I go to sleep, I pray to both God and Buddha that in four months I will turn into a human. I want to love someone. I want to be loved. I want to live in a community where people ---- huh, please please let me be one of them --- love each other, need each other and, well, are not easily being killed by humans. I’m sure they don’t have enemies themselves. What would be wiser than a human? I have heard that humans are the wisest thing among all the living forms. And because we are not wise you see, we are killed by the humans. Destiny is destiny; history is history. Our destiny is to be killed and yet our history has been a particularly long one. Three hundred and fifty million bloody years. We don’t even suffer from the nuclear bombs. Bloody three hundred and fifty million years! Can you imagine that? Our enemy, the human, has existed for only about four million years. Alright alright, give them five, tops, considering they kept re-creating their origins. And yet the battle between us has exited as long as we, cockroaches, have existed. 8
