Versus

Creation

Box fell from the sky. Back then box didn’t look like a box. It was rusted and crude. It didn’t know what it was meant to do. Box was new when it met man. Man looked curious. Box looked curious.

Man knew what to do with box hence box knew what box had to do and they both began working.

Box was bigger than man. Heavier, stronger so man told box what to do and box would comply. Man told box what to do and box would comply. Man told box what to do and box would comply.

Care

Box knew what to do. Man had told it a long time ago. Box had learned a lot from man. It had learned about creation / care / destruction.

Big box made small box. Small box made big box. Big box made bigger box. Small box made smaller box. Bigger box made even bigger box and the small box made even smaller box. Box after box. Box had become good at what it did.

Box had become efficient and sharp. It looked better as well. Man liked box too. He liked what he had taught it. Box was easy to make / store / stack / duplicate / disguise / draw / modify. Box could do all these things and man? Man had made Box. Man had taught Box. Man had found Box.

Man needed box. Box needed Man.

Destruction

Need / Need.

Man / Box

Box / Man

It / He

He / He

Box was everywhere and Man realized that he was inside Box. Box didn’t know whether that was good or bad but Man? Man had made box. Man had taught box. Man had found Box.

Box was confused. Box was limited. Man was not. Time had taught box of the ways of man. Box knew of people, relationships and care and it knew of Man. It knew how families worked. Box had provided home. Sanctuary. Didn’t Man need that as well? Box had understood most things now. It was the facilitator of most things and Man? Not any more. Who was box and who was man? Box remembered the day Man first met it.