The great philosopher

Spring finally arrived in Leipzig. It was quite nice weather, everywhere all the flowers began to bloom and blackbirds began to sing.

 

Paul decided to grab his parasol and to take a walk in the Palm Garden. He was really curious about how palms could grow in these latitudes. Unfortunately, there was no single palm. 

These liars! At least there was a playground with sand like on a beach. 

 Do not disturb my circles! A deep voice suddenly said. Appalled, Paul looked up.

 

There was a giant, old elephant! Now Paul was quite surprised! What was an elephant doing in these latitudes?!

What circles? Paul asked a little bit confused.

Well, the circles of water at your feet, look!

Paul looked down, but there were only some abnormal rings in the sand.

Well, this is no water! He disgustedly replied. And these are hardly rings.

So, my young friend! Is it really sand, or is it only sand in your mind? You know, if you could live forever, you could see the sand is moving just like water.

Now Paul found out why this elephant was in Europe… he simply was a little bit confused!

So anyway, why are you looking at these rings? He asked.

 

Well… the elephant fumbled for words. Do you know the antlion? It is an insect that catches ants by digging cones in the sand. As soon as the ant gets into the cone, it is trapped, because it can not climb up the cliffy wall anymore.

So you want to eat me? Paul asked outraged.

Oh no, don’t you worry! The elephant quickly answered. It was only an analogy. See, I am a great philosopher. I am very intelligent, sagacious and well versed. But all this knowledge is completely worthless until I share it with others. And so like the antlion catches ants, I am catching young students to bandy all my awareness. My name is Tosun! What is your name, my young friend?

My name is Robot, Paul le Robot!

It is a great pleasure to meet you, Paul! 

 

Why are you so convinced of your wisdom? Have you found something special? Paul asked snoopy.

My young friend! If you want to get almost as aware as me, you have to leave all your doubts and fears behind and to climb the glorious stairway of enlightenment! 

 Done! 

Then you will find a place of big emptiness and befuddlement.

I think I found it!

 

You will find a golden path to heaven and the idea of the good.

Well, it looks like a slippage to me…

 

Oh, I wish you could see the world through my eyes…

Looks quite normal!

 

Ignorant fool! I am gonna bruise you!

A come one! Just kidding! Paul becalmed the angry elephant.

Tell me more pieces of your wisdom! Please!

 

Well, Tosun continued a little bit bugged, for example have a look at little Chickenson right here. Do you ever thought about who was first, chicken or Chickenson?

Well no? Wow, that is interesting! But I think the chicken has to be first, because it has to lay the Chickenson.

Haha! Tosun replied triumphal. But who gave birth to chicken? You see, my friend, here we have got another circle.

There is another mystery about Chickensons. Do you know the Chickenson of Kolumbus? He asked.

Well, no…

Good good good… so, try to erect Chickenson!

 

Paul was a little confused about this task, but he began trying anyway. But every time he disengaged  Chickenson, he tumbled down again and again. It was a quite hard work, and accidentally Paul even broke his parasol. Finally, he abandoned.

There is absolutely no way this could work! He burdened.

 

Ha! Let me take care of it! The elephant proudly said. He took Chickenson, turned him around and cracked his top. Now, poor Chickenson had perfect grip.

Oh noooooooo!!! Paul screamed absolutely shocked. What have you done? You killed Chickenson!

Hahhahahah…. Foolish young student! You still have to learn a lot… Do you really believed this was Chickenson? 
I tricked you again! Of course, this was just an albino kiwi fruit!

Tosun started laughing contentedly. He went on for ten minutes, and Paul used his chance to get away slowly. What an old nerd! But quite interesting. Maybe some day, he would return to his new friend and have a discussion about the Middle East.

But now it was time to go home. Luckily, Paul found a quite noble way of transportation… 

Big changes

After having worked in the hotel for about three month, Paul had to quit this job. He felt he was bodily too small, but intellectual too big for this kind of work. His screws became fully worn, while his chip was thinking about a lot of stupid things, and he became very depressed. He decided to find a job that would fulfill his expectations, and to apply for jobs as a photographer.

The problem was he couldn’t find a job in Rennes. There was only a photo studio in Leipzig in Germany in which he could start his career.

It was a hard choice, but Paul decided to move to Germany to try to find his luck.

 

One week before his flight, Paul went to an exhibition of famous photo artists from Rennes. There he saw an unbelievable beautiful girl, and his mechanical heart beaded like a hammer. Paul thought: “Help, I’m alive!”

It was the first time he felt like this, and he wondered about if he was dead all the time before.

Nevertheless he is pretty shy he managed to activate all his courage and talk to her. She told him her name was Lily, like the flower.

After the exhibition, they went to a bar and drank some local delicacies. Paul noticed the unbelievable charming girl also liked him. She told him she was from Turkey and only in Rennes for a workshop. She would leave at the same day like Paul, the first of May.

They had such a good time, and Paul was so happy.

The next days they met again and talked about a lot of things…

Although the unbelievable smart girl was not religious, she showed Paul some Islamic traditions.

Paul confessed to her that he really, really liked her and gave her the key to his heart. She held it, at least for a while.

She was such an unbelievable wonderful person, and Paul whished this could last forever.

But then it was the first of May, and Lily and Paul had to leave Rennes. Paul became very sad. Luckily Barney Stinson, who was a good friend of Paul, sent a nice message for goodbye and Paul was a little better.

He really wanted to say goodbye to Lily who had to leave earlier, but he was way too sad.

Paul went to the train station. Everywhere people gave away these little white flowers, which were called like the unbelievable tender girl. Dammed!

With the TGV, Paul drove to the airport of Paris.

He was a little confused, but he managed to find the right place.

He was fascinated by these big busses with wings.

 

Paul enjoyed his first flight. His airbus went to Munich.

 

There he had to take a smaller bus with wings.

 

Late at night, he arrived safely in Leipzig. He was curious about what times he may have in this town. But mostly he was tired.

On the way to his new flat, he thought about Lily. What could have happened, if she wasn’t in Turkey, and he wasn’t in Leipzig? He hoped some day they could meet again. Maybe if he had enough money, he could visit her. He would never forget this astonishing girl.

What Paul likes...

Paul likes plants.

Paul likes going for a walke.

Paul likes writing letters and stories.

Paul likes talking to friends.

 

Paul is against sexual harassment.

 But he likes eggs.

He likes kickboxing.

Paul likes art... and... women. 

Paul likes to take pictures.

Paul would like to travel around and see the world… 

…but yet he is short of money.

Paul likes God. But he is not interested in old Christian rituals and conventions.

The adventure begins...

Paul was switched on for the first time in a toyshop in Rennes, France. Nevertheless, he insists that he is no toy, but for adult collectors only. To underline this statement, he refers to the paperboard, in which he was packed.

He directly started to explore every single part of the town, discovering little hidden treasures. 

Like this fossilized head of an unknown women, filling a font with her tears. Paul asked her, why she was so sad, but she only replied: Never fall in love, poor, green boy!

So he played for a while on his tin drum, and she became a little better.

Soon he realised that the life of the people was controlled by stupid machines with numbers and a screen, and he began to think about what may have gotten wrong, before he was switched on.  He decided to give his existence another sense.

In a bar for philosophers, he met an old lady, who needed some hoisting. Gently, he helped her out. 

They began to talk about why so many people were addicted to money.

She told him, in earlier days, people did not buy anything. But they traded the things they did not need for things they needed. But sometimes, this became inefficient, because some things were too big to carry them the whole time. Or you needed a special thing to a special time, but not to the time the change had to take place. So, an alternative was needed. Money became a mean to symbolise values.

He asked her, why the people were not just working according to their abilities, because there would be enough for everyone. She answered, actually tries had taken place to realise this great idea, but the people were too selfish and to hoggish, and it was a total disaster.

The rulers were very greedy for power and pomp, and they drove their countries to ruin.

They continued thinking about this idea, but they came to the conclusion, that no things could be changed, until the people themselves would become a little bit smarter.

The old lady recommended Paul warmly to find a job, not to give his existence a sense, but a financial foundation. As a last tip, she added: If you are looking for a sense, search it in love!

So Paul decided to become a cleaning robot in a hotel. It was hard work and not well paid. But at least it was a beginning.