Why mud is good:

• Smells neat
• Feels neat in between toes
• Feels neat in nose
• You can lick it and nobody will yell at you
• It tastes pretty okay
• Even the chunky parts taste pretty okay
• You can eat however much you want
• You can keep eating it and nobody will yell at you
• It is nice to not be yelled at
• There has been a lot of yelling in my life recently, and it is nice to have a peaceful moment where nobody is yelling at me
• Sometimes I wonder if I attract yelling, I ask myself if I do anything that warrants so much yelling, but that is unfair, I cannot help that I am whatever about me that gets me yelled at so often
• Like yesterday, I was walking around some human caves and they were shouting for some reason and it seemed like maybe they were shouting at the glowing boxes they were near inside their caves but also I had a feeling it was about me?
• Perhaps it was not about me, maybe the yelling from those humans had nothing to do with me
• Maybe none of the shouting I hear is about me, maybe the creatures shouting are shouting because of something with them
• Mud feels good on my belly
• I need to learn that not all things that happen in the forest, even the things that I experience, are strictly about me, maybe things shout because they want to shout and there is nothing I can do about it
• I like mud, and I like sloshing my feet about in it

Why mud is bad:

• Oh no
• I slipped
• I slipped in the mud
• But I like mud
• Why would mud do this to me
• No, mud did not do this, mud is just mud and I slipped
• It is not mud’s fault
• I fell again
• And slipped
• That has to be because of the mud
• Why, mud
• Why betray me
• Please, mud
• I think those birds saw me
• Those birds definitely saw me
• And they are laughing
• I think they are laughing
• And shouting
• Shout-laughing
• Or maybe they are making bird sounds
• Mud has betrayed me and now birds are making fun of me
• And possibly shouting at me
• No
• This is not about me
• The mud is just mud
• The birds are just making bird sounds
• Or
• Maybe
• They are not
• Maybe everything is against me
• I am so saddened by mud
• And birds
• And shouting
• And everything not being about me
• Or everything being about me
• Please
• Mud can get stuck in your nose, and when it dries that is not pleasant

I am a bear.

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