Why do you like shiny things so much?
I like how they look.
But that isn't useful...is it?
No.
So...why bother with shiny things then?
I am king because of my things. I have more, so I mean more.
You are nothing when you have nothing?
Nothing, nothing! No mate, no specialness.
I see.
Like you. You see?
You know, I think I do see. A little bit, anyway. More things seem to make people important. At least, they seem to think so. But what happens when you have too much?
Clutter. Nest breaks. Not good.
And so, more work for you, right?
Yes.
But why give yourself more work then? You really need a lot of things just to be important?
Yes. Shiny things, many things, mean I am special.
Reminds me of people just a little too much.
Silly, silly. Come, look at my shiny things.
Alright, friend.
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