Fly

kabe ee

Hey.

I can fly.

Because I’m empty.

Anymore

I don’t care about anything.

When I get tired of flying, I hang myself over a rock.

Sleep.

As I’m sleeping, I hear a voice.

“Are you the one who flies?”

“I want to fly too.”

“Huh?”

“I don’t have wings.”

“I had them when I was younger.”

“They disappeared as I got older.”

“And now I don’t have any.”

“I haven’t flown in ages.”

“I’m about to die.”

“So before I die, I’ll ask you.”

“How do you fly?”

“How about when you become empty?”

“Huh?”

“Look, I’m empty.”

“Oh, you fly.”

“Empty, huh?”

“Bye-bye.”

What?

So you want to fly before you die?

So you asked me how I can fly?

Why do I fly?

Because I’m empty.

“Empty?”

“Oh, that one has a hole.”

“I want you to make a hole for me too.”

The bird gave all the money it had to the Brother.

“Okay. Wait a moment.”

The brother called for Fork.

Fork received a little money from the Brother.

In the bird.

The Fork made a hole in the bird.

The bird became lighter.

Can the bird fly?

Yes, It can.

It flew higher and higher.

Because it’s empty, the bird can go anywhere.

It made it all the way to space.

There’s no oxygen in space.

Boom!

Let’s go higher.

I make it all the way to space.

Ah, a flightless bird.

I wonder how it got all the way to space.

Wow.

The bird isn’t breathing.

There’s a hole in its stomach.

So that’s why bird can fly.

But that hole won’t do.

You can’t breathe unless you’re truly empty.

The universe is a harsh place.