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Mac & the Moon

What was it that Mac really wanted? This galaxy was full of scams. Fortunately he was good at dodging them, and he knew exactly what he needed here. At extremely high speed, he approached the Book, which was both what he needed and one of the few good things in this clownish place. The Book was called: “Life Meaning - Meaningful Life - Big Meaning - Of Life - Meaning - Life - Life & Meaning.” Mac boosted his engines for extra speed. He reached at the Book, rocket focused, steering his whole craft with no regard for landing. He only cared that his grabby hands grabbed “Life Meaning” and held it tight.

Of course he crashed. And toppled a round person big as a moon. That person was hurt. Mac was scuffed but he got up quick. He had “Life Meaning“ in his hands. He held it like it mattered, which it did, and he stood there. He could fire his engines and leave that toppled orb flailing in its own Frappuccino spill. The moon yelled and screamed, “Why! Ow! Help!” Mac didn’t like the person, if he cared at all.

What was it that Mac really wanted? In his mind’s eye, he watched a replay of his approach, the grab, and the crash. He held tight to “Life Meaning”, and he had always been a rocket ship, so his future was bright. Yet he didn’t stop staring. He actually wanted to help, but he didn’t want to want that. He flipped through the Book and one of the things he read was this: “People usually need help, so try to care.” This book is full of surprises, he guessed, and then he understood. “Life Meaning” unlocks a first-order desire to help. So Mac said, “I’m sorry.” He stayed and helped. The moon was angry, called Mac names, threatened to sue for big money. Mac was unfazed, offered to buy dry cleaning and another Frappuccino. Mac also said, “Let’s try to avoid a court battle. For the time being, we’ll just see how hurt you are and take care of you.”