Conditional Reality

We collected string from marionettes and rolled the strands into a giant ball. The puppeteers cursed us for our presumption. The marionettes found new lives imitating snakes. They started a cable channel which featured themselves reenacting popular movies with snakes in all the roles. We watched it a few times. We were sorry we took their string. They did their best but they seemed so helpless as the munchkins in The Wizard of Oz and the patients in One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest. One night we rolled the ball of string into their offices and crept away on tiptoes.