Friday, April 15, 2005

The cult of Fé was considered odd. Its members wandered around like zombies echoing "Fé Fé Fé..." to anyone who would listen. But that was in the religion's beginnings. After their spiritual leader Fang Fu ascended into the promised land of Foy, various splinter movements of the main belief were formed. One group with an almost fairytale like spirituality wandered the countryside declaring "Fee-Fie-Foe-Fum" while planting beans. Another, more musical group, called itself the Fa faction and caroled from door to door repeating "Do-Re-Me-Fa" in a sing-songy voice adhering to some kind of new four-tone system. An alternative Fa movement sprang up singing "Fa-La-La La-La" but the two did not get along, as they sang in different keys. The remaining members formed a swing revival band, gaining reknown for their rendition of "Flat Foot Floogee with a Floy Floy." Then came Fifi. She wasn't like those boring old gurus with long, white beards who traditionally led cults. Fifi looked nice, and she bathed. Under her beauty the splinter factions unified into one. Now they strolled happily around town, chanting "Fifi Fifi Fifi..." ad infinitum, followed by an eager pack of female dogs, who must have thought it was about them.

Story #198


Cori said...


Anonymous said...

Hehehe, that was so funny! Its much deeper than one would think. This story is subtly satirizing religions and cults and the way they develope. It made me believe that you have studied the way belief systems spread but I might be imagining it :D

Greetings from Allmagica!

Indeterminacy said...

To be honest, it was unpleasant battling with this story, trying to write it. I wrote the first part before my vacation, but didn't really have an ending. Then I kept trying to end it a certain way but it was not working out. Finally I gave up on my intended ending and did something completely different. I still think I might have done a better job with this, but I'm glad it was possible to like it as it is.