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Why can't this story end already? What's left? Aliens? -me. The aliens arrived. They went to great lengths to study our simplistic language, just to understand the mystery that we were never able to solve. The true nature of the universe. It was in search of answers to this mystery that we developed the best science, which allowed us to make this planet habitable for this long. It was research on this mystery that helped us solve fusion. It was the existence of this mystery that brought all the fighting social orders under one peaceful religion. The aliens were convinced. Even though humans were unable to solve this mystery, the progress they made helped them reach great heights. If we solve it, we shall be at the pinnacle of academic and social bliss. We have to dedicate our entire lives to solving the arboreal headphones now. This shall be the reason for our existence.

 What fools we were, to think that the story of the arboreal headphones ended the day it climbed the trees. -rightfully attributed to future historians. Time passed, without being significantly eventful. The banana peel with which the headphones were thrown away rotted, and soon did the people who ate and threw the banana. Time passed, and it soon became an absurd sight, a lone pair of headphones upon a tree. Who planted it there? For what convoluted purposes? Nobody cared to answer. Eventually, it became a joke, a meme. The monkey headphones were something a handful of people laughed about in their closed friends circle. But as things do, fame took off, and soon everyone was pondering the mystery of the arboreal headphones. In due time, the installation gained a level of reverence, that people dared not to touch or move the thing. Art students made sketches and discussed in great detail, the metaphorical resonance of two absolutely normal things coming together to form an absurd combi

It has been said that everything starts out just absurd. You repeat it enough times, and it becomes a joke. Keep on repeating it, and it shall become lore; Then history, Then religion. You believe in it long enough, it becomes science; ethos. - Wrongfully attributed to Mark Zuckerberg. (see file on how metaverse took over) There once, in a land with bananas and banana peels, lived a strange pair of headphones with an even stranger dream to live upto. Everyone thought, it's just a pair of headphones. What can it do? It was lost, in many weird and convoluted ways, drenched in the rain even, but it managed to come back, for its dream was to live up in the trees. It waited years, calculating, plotting, scheming, while everyone continued to live their silly little lives, oblivious of the evil rising. It lived for many years without anyone's notice. Everything was normal, or so they thought. One night, the headphones found a chance, a glimpse of hope to bring its dreams to fruition.