Cow Brains

He wants to worship cow brains. He wants to have something to worship, and he wants that thing to be cow brains. He wanders the old temple, intending to worship cow brains. He finds some cow brains there, and worships them.

She prefers to worship cow hearts. She doesn't like the roaches that infest the temple. The roaches are quite an annoyance. The roaches are more than an annoyance. She wants to worship cow hearts, and doesn't like the roaches.

He finds some cow brains, and, upon finding them, he worships them. There are some roaches eating the cow brains. He doesn't brush off the roaches that are eating the cow brains, and ends up worshiping them at the same time that he worships the cow brains, since they are mixed in with them.

She finds a cow heart at the temple, and worships it. She prefers to worship cow hearts. She sees that the temple is filled with roaches. She is disgusted at the roaches and simply wants to worship cow hearts. Before worshiping her cow heart, she shoos away the roaches that infest it. The temple is completely infested with roaches. She hopes that none of her worship will find its way to the roaches. She burns incense and worships a cow heart. For worship, she prefers cow hearts.

He lights his own incense and worships his cow brains. He knows some people eat cow brains, though he himself has never eaten cow brains. He knows that they eat cow brains especially in places like Mexico. But he prefers to worship cow brains, not eat them. It doesn't occur to him that his worship is reaching the roaches, instead of the cow brains. It is.

She suspects the temple is infested with rats and mice as well as roaches. She sees rat or mouse droppings here and there. She doesn't know whether it's rats or mice that leave the droppings. She suspects it may be both rats and mice. She tries to brush the roaches off the base of the incense holder. She doesn't like roaches. She considers whether she may go to a temple where there are no roaches. She thinks that she would prefer worshiping cow hearts in a temple without roaches.

He hopes to see one of his comrades in the temple, one of the type that prefer to worship cow brains. He has seen those types before in the temple, has seen them worshiping cow brains. There are many floors in the temple. It is not the type of temple with a very tall ceiling; rather, it has many floors. There are little holes in the walls where the roaches enter and exit. The roaches often suck up the worship he intends to send to the cow brains. They are eating the cow brains, and infest them inside out. He neither intends for the worship to go to the roaches, nor does he suspect that it does. But it does. He wonders how many floors high the temple goes into the air. He suspects several, though he worships cow brains on the ground floor, and has never gone upstairs. He wonders how many floors the temple goes underground. He suspects several, though he worships cow brains on the ground floor, and has never gone downstairs.

She wonders if there are more or less roaches in the basement. She thinks, More, probably. She does her worship of cow hearts on the second floor. She is deeply disturbed at the thought that her worship, which she intends for the cow hearts, is reaching the roaches. It is. She often sees men walking through the temple swinging censers. They walk, pause, bend, mumble, pray, step, genuflect, pause, moan, swing their censers, and continue on. They don't seem much bothered by the roaches. The temple is filled with, beside roaches, worshipers of every stripe. Some are bearded, some are not. Some are female, some are not. Some have long hair, some do not. Some have shaved heads, some do not. Some are bothered by the roaches, some are not. Some worship cow hearts, some do not. Some worship cow brains, some do not. The worship of some of them reaches the roaches.

He wants something to eat, and crawls his way across a cow brain. His little legs scamper over the thing, till he finds himself a good fatty part of it, then he starts to eat it. It is very moist and bloody: just the way he likes his cow brains. But suddenly, he finds himself being worshiped.

He is worshiping a bit of cow brains that has roaches on it. He wonders if some men and women prefer pig brains. He knows that some men and women prefer cow hearts. By deduction, he decides some men and women may prefer pig hearts. He looks at the roaches on the cow brains he is worshiping. They seem startled. He thinks it's because of his presence. His presence may make them nervous, he thinks. The presence of the type of people who kill roaches would be outright dangerous. He supposes they have no way of knowing if he is the type to kill roaches. They seem very nervous, though he doesn't know it's because they are startled at being worshiped. The worship comes off him in heavy white rays and fills them up, causes them to puff up and be mighty. This makes them seem nervous, and startled. He doesn't know it's because they are being worshiped by him.

She supposes she may, after all, go to the temple across town. There, there are no roaches. But they only worship cow brains at that temple, and she prefers to worship cow hearts. She wishes she knew of a temple without roaches, and which also had worship of cow hearts. She prefers to worship cow hearts, over cow brains. But she detests worshiping roaches, which is what she is doing, since the roaches are sucking up all her worship. She suspects this is the case, and it deeply disturbs her. It is the case. The men come by again. She sees them come by in the hall. They bow, move, scuttle, groan, bend, wave, and move along. They swing their smoking censers as they move along.

He wants to eat some cow hearts. He scurries across the floor on his way to a nice big cow heart. He makes it to the altar where there is a big cow heart sitting in plain view. He crawls upon the cow heart, the nice bloody cow heart. He finds a good bloody vein, and starts to eat. Suddenly he is aware that he is being worshiped. He breathes in the rays of worship, as he is being worshiped. He puffs up really big, for he is being worshiped. He has forgotten to eat the cow heart. Suddenly he sees his worshiper, and his worshiper sees him. She is horrified that she has been worshiping him. He deflates considerably. She waves her hand at him, and he runs away.

She has become overwhelmed by the roaches. She wonders just what it is that is disgusting about roaches. She knows there is something disgusting about roaches that not one of God's other creatures has. She wonders what exactly this great disgusting thing about roaches is. She wanders downstairs, and sees a man there worshiping cow brains with roaches all over them.

"Don't worship those things!" she calls to him, meaning the roaches.

"But I wish to worship these things!" he declares, meaning the cow brains.

"But you mustn't worship such things!" she calls, meaning the roaches.

"But I must worship these things!" he declares, meaning cow brains.

She leaves him, oblivious to his meaning. He watches her leave him, oblivious to her meaning.

End