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The fabled legend of the arboreal headphones. Part 3

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.


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