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Wednesday, May 4, 2011


Half of me recalls taking out an unusually shaped sperm with a flick of my flagellum. It had advanced quickly in my slipstream and was preparing to overtake me. The fertile egg was in sight. I contracted and expanded like a super-sonic accordion and lunged head-first into the spongy wall of the ovum. 
The other half of me remembers being attacked by a white tick-like creature which buried its head deep into my body, batting away others of its kind with a powerful tail. After that it's something of a blur. I became single minded in my purpose to divide; I thoroughly embraced mitosis. Ironically, single-mindedness is a leading cause of schizophrenia.