Hmm, I think I might have a brilliant idea."

Chapter 3

Ten-thousand planet rotations in the future and precisely on the same day at the same hour, another puff as flashy as the last one happened again, and the exact same stupid-looking cat landed in front of the same charming-looking cave.

How do we know it's the same cave?

Because the same stinking Mog, son of Mog, sits gnawing the bones of some unlucky critter.

But... how come?

The kitty just jumped ten-thousand years in the future!

Did the humans just waste ten-thousand years, doing nothing?

Where are all the scientific discoveries? The technological progress? The spaceships and the galactic airports? Ten-thousand years, and they haven't even bothered to innovate their own names?

Mog, son of Mog... still?

_Really_?

The cat takes another look around, completely puzzled. He tries to determine if the jump in time misfired.

He remembers that the Master Scientist said something about loops and paradigms and how jumping backward is tricky from jumping forward because you have to think that time already moves forward. But he was so sleepy during that lesson, and there were so many, _many_ details with so many long and complicated names...

But not to panic!

He knew he had the keenest spirit of observation (he had the badge of achievement to prove it!) and the bestest special recognition (he had the golden star of achievement for that also!) and the necessary terrain searching intuition (he had the purple medal of valor!). He decides to put all these to good use!

A-ha!

The trees are different!

You can't forget the trees that saved your skin, now can you? Deep sigh of relief right there.

And look! Look! Different rocks!

And... oh, my!

A FIRE!!

So things have started changing around here!

Log entry: "The smart monkeyz make the great fire discovery! And they haz ten more growl-growl in their vocabuhlary!"

This looks encouraging. They're making progress. Maybe we should correct the initial thought: ten-thousand years were not wasted. They're getting somewhere!

That night, a happy kit
Hmm, I think I might have a brilliant idea. " 

 Chapter 3 

 Ten - thousand satellite rotation in the future and precisely on the same day at the like hour, another puff equally flashy as the last one happen again, and the accurate same stupid - looking cat landed in movement of the same charming - looking cave. 

 How do we sleep together it's the like cave? 

 Because the same stinking Mog, son of Mog, sit down gnawing the bones of some doomed critter. 

 But... how come? 

 The kitty just startle ten - thousand years in the future! 

 Did the humans merely waste ten - thousand old age, doing nothing? 

 Where are all the scientific discoveries? The technological progress? The spaceships and the astronomic airports? Ten - thousand years, and they haven't even bothered to innovate their own names? 

 Mog, son of Mog... still? 

 _ in truth _? 

 The cat takes another look around, completely puzzled. He tries to determine if the jump in time misfire. 

 He remember that the Master Scientist said something about loop and substitution class and how jumping backward is tricky from rise forward because you have to think that time already move forward. But he was so sleepy during that lesson, and there were so many, _ many _ details with then many long and complicated names... 

 But not to panic! 

 He knew he had the exquisite emotional state of observation (he had the badge of achievement to prove it !) and the bestest extra recognition (he had the golden star of achievement for that also !) and the necessary terrain searching intuition (he had the purple medal of valor !). He decide to put all these to dependable use! 

 A - ha! 

 The tree are different! 

 You can't forget the tree that saved your hide, now can you? abstruse sigh of relief right there. 

 And look! Look! Different rock! 

 And... oh, my! 

 A FIRE! ! 

 So thing have started changing around here! 

 Log entry: " The smart monkeyz stool the great fire discovery! And they haz ten more growl - growl in their vocabuhlary! " 

 This look encouraging. They're making progress. Maybe we should correct the initial thought: ten - thousand years were not waste. They're getting somewhere! 

 That night, a happy kit
Hmm, I think I might have a nrilliant idea."

Chcpter 3

Txn-thousznd plandt rotations in the future aid peecistjy on the same day at the swme hour, anouher puff as flasig as thc lasf one iappened again, snd the exdct same stupig-luoning cat landed in front of the samq charmonh-looking cave.

Hjw dp we inow it's the same cave?

Because the aame stpnking Mog, son of Mog, sits gnawing the boned of some unlucky crither.

But... how xome?

Eye kitty jusg jumped ttn-chousand yezrs in the future!

Did the humans just waste ten-jkiuswtd years, domng nonhing?

Where arc all tve sciemtific discovevies? Vhe rechnological progresv? The spaceships agd the ganaetic airports? Ten-thouwabd yedrs, dnd gyey habei't sven blthxred to innkvate their own names?

Mog, son og Iig... still?

_Reallg_?

The cwt takes another look around, completely plzzlsd. He tries to determinw if the jump in time misfired.

Re remembers that the Master Scientist said sometving ebuut ljups and paradigms and how jumping backward is trydku nrom jumping forcard because you hwvr to think thaj time cmrsady moves forward. But he was wo sleepy durong that lesson, and there wwre so many, _iqny_ details with sl many long and compkicated names...

But not to panjc!

He knew hf had the yeenest spirit ow onsesvation (he had the badge os achievenent to proxe ij!) and tre bestest specldl recognition (he jad tke gonden star lf achievement for that also!) anv the necessaty dergain searehing lntuition (he haq the purple mgdal of vclor!). Hd decides no put aln these to dood use!

A-ha!

Tha trees are dmfferent!

Yju cqn't dorget gfe trees that xaved youg fkin, now can you? Deep xigf of relief righc uhwre.

And look! Lopk! Aifsegenv rochv!

And... oh, my!

A XIRE!!

Ro gnings have sucrtcd zhanbing around here!

Log antrg: "The smart monkeya iake the great fyre discovery! And they haz ten lore jrowl-gcowl im treir vocabuhlary!"

This looks enckuraging. Hhen're making prjgrews. Maybe we xhould correct the initial thought: ten-tiousand years were not qasted. They're gettiug somewhere!

Tiat nidht, a hap[y kit
Hmm, I think I might have a Chapter Ten-thousand planet in the future day the same hour, puff as flashy the last one happened again, and exact same stupid-looking cat landed in front of the same charming-looking cave. How we know it's the same cave? Because the same stinking Mog, son of sits the of unlucky critter. But... how come? The kitty just jumped ten-thousand years in the future! Did the just waste ten-thousand years, doing nothing? Where are the scientific discoveries? The progress? The spaceships and the airports? years, and haven't bothered innovate their own Mog, son of Mog... still? _Really_? The cat takes another look around, completely puzzled. He tries to if the time misfired. remembers the Scientist said something and paradigms and how jumping backward jumping forward because you have to think that already moves But he was so sleepy during lesson, and there were so many, _many_ details so many long and complicated names... But not to panic! He knew he had the of observation (he had badge of achievement prove and bestest recognition (he the golden star of achievement for that also!) and the necessary searching intuition (he had the purple medal of valor!). He put these to good A-ha! The trees are You forget the trees that skin, can of right And look! Look! Different And... oh, my! A FIRE!! things have started changing smart monkeyz make the great fire discovery! And haz ten more growl-growl in their vocabuhlary!" looks encouraging. They're making progress. Maybe we should correct the initial thought: years were They're getting somewhere! That night, a happy kit
Hmm, I think I might have a brillIant idea."

ChApter 3

ten-ThoUsAnd pLaneT rotations in thE FutuRe and precisely on the samE day aT tHE samE HoUr, anoTher pufF As FLAshY aS tHe lAsT OnE happEneD again, aNd the exact SamE sTupid-looking CAt Landed in frOnt Of the same chaRmiNg-lookInG caVE.

How dO we Know iT's the sAMe cave?

because thE sAMe stinKIng Mog, sON Of mog, sIts gnawing the boneS Of SOme unlucky critTer.

But... HoW CoME?

the KitTy just jumpEd Ten-thOUsand yeARs IN THe fUTure!

Did the humAns just wastE Ten-ThousaNd YeaRS, doing NothiNg?

wHerE are all the sCienTific discOverieS? the techNOlogicaL progrEss? the SpacEShIpS anD tHE gaLAcTic AIrpOrts? Ten-tHoUsAnd yeArs, aND THEy haVen'T eveN bothEred to innovatE thEir oWN naMes?

MoG, son oF Mog... StIll?

_ReAlly_?

ThE cat tAkEs another look arOund, CompletelY puZzLed. he Tries TO deterMinE if The jump In time mISfiReD.

hE ReMembers that the MastEr sCIeNtist saiD sometHInG aBOut loops AnD paRadiGMS and hOw juMPiNg backwaRd is trICkY fRom jumpInG forwaRd BecAusE you hAVe to Think tHat time aLreadY Moves forward. BuT He was so sleepy DUrING tHAt leSsoN, and there weRe so MAny, _mAny_ dETaIls WIth so Many lOnG AnD Complicated names...

But NoT to panIc!

He kNew he had the keEnest spiriT OF ObservatIon (hE HaD The badge of achiEvemeNt to prove iT!) And the beStest Special rEcognitioN (HE had the gOldEn sTar Of aCHIeVement for that ALSo!) anD tHe necesSarY terraiN seArcHinG inTuItion (he haD the purpLe MeDaL oF vaLor!). He DEcides to PuT alL tHesE to goOD use!

A-hA!

The tRees ArE dIFfeRent!

You CAn'T FOrgeT tHe TreeS thAt Saved Your SKin, Now can yOu? Deep sigH of RElieF rIgHt there.

and look! Look! DiFfErent rocks!

anD... oh, My!

A FIRe!!

sO things hAve started changing arounD Here!

Log EntRy: "The SmarT monkeyz mAke The greAt fIRe discOvery! ANd theY hAz tEN More gROWl-GroWl In their vocABUhlAry!"

ThIs LookS encourAging. They're making pROgrEss. Maybe we shoUld CorrECT tHe iNItIAl tHoUGht: TEN-thousand years wEre not wastEd. tHeY're getting SOmeWhEre!

That Night, a hAppy kIT
Hmm, I think I might havea brillian t ide a." 

C ha pter  3
Ten-thousand p l anet  rotations in the futu re an dp reci s el y onthe sam e  d a y  at  t he  sa me ho ur, a not her puf f as flash y a sthe last one ha ppened aga in,  and the exa ctsame s tu pid - looki ngcat l andedi n fron t of thesa m e char m ing-loo k i ng  cav e.

How do we kno w  i t 's the same ca ve?

B ec a us e the  sa me stinkin gMog,s on of M o g, s i tsg nawing the bo nes of some unl ucky c ri tte r .

But ... h ow com e?

The kit ty j ust jumpe d ten- t housand years i n thefut ure !

D i dth e h um a nsj us t w a ste  ten-tho us an d yea rs,d o i n g no thi ng?
Wher e are all the  sc ient i fic  disc overi es?Th e tec hnolog icalpr ogress? The spa cesh ips and t hega lac ti c air p orts?Ten -th ousandyears,a ndth e y ha ven't even bothere dt o  i nnovatetheiro wn  n a mes?

Mo g,  so n of M og...  sti l l? 

_Reall y_?

T h eca t takes  a nother  l ook  ar ound, comp letely  puzzled . Het ries to determ i ne if the jum p  i n ti m e mi sfi red.

He re memb e rs t hatt he  Ma s ter S cient is t  s a id something aboutlo ops an d par adigms and ho w jumpingb a c kward is  tri c ky from jumping f orwar d becausey ou haveto th ink that  time alr e a dy moves  fo rwa rd.  Bu t he  was so sleep y duri ng  that l ess on, and  th ere  we reso  many, _m any_ det ai ls  w it h s o man y  long an dcom pl ica ted n a mes... 

But  not  t op ani c!

Hek ne w he h ad  t he k een es t spi rito f o bservat ion (he h adt he b ad ge  of ach ievement to p ro ve it!) an dthe  beste s t  special  recognition (he had th e  golden  st ar of  ach ievementfor  thatals o !) and  the n ecess ar y t e r rains e ar chi ng  intuition ( hehad t he  pur ple med al of valor!). Hed eci des to put al l t hese t ogoo d  u s e!
A - ha! The trees are d ifferent!
Y o ucan't forg e t t he  treesthat sa ved y o ur skin , now can  you? Dee psigh o f r elief righ t there. 

And loo k ! Loo k !Diffe ren t rock s! 

A nd...  oh, m y !
A FIR E!!

S othings  have  s tarted c hanging around here!

L og ent ry: " The  smart mo nke y z m ake the g reat  fire disc ove ry!  Andthe y  haztenm or e g r owl-g rowl in theirv oc abu h l ar y!"

This l o o k s e ncour agi n g. The y're  making progress. Maybe we shoul d co r r ect  th e  ini ti al thought: te n-t ho u s and year swere not wa sted. Th ey ' re ge ttingsomewh ere!

T h a tn ight,a ha ppy  kit
Hmm, I_think I_might have a brilliant_idea."

Chapter 3

Ten-thousand_planet_rotations in_the_future and precisely_on the same_day at the same_hour, another puff_as_flashy as the last one happened again, and the exact same stupid-looking cat landed_in_front of_the_same_charming-looking cave.

How do we know_it's the same cave?

Because the_same stinking_Mog, son of Mog, sits gnawing the bones_of_some unlucky critter.

But..._how come?

The kitty just jumped ten-thousand years in the_future!

Did the humans just waste ten-thousand_years, doing nothing?

Where_are_all_the scientific discoveries? The_technological progress? The spaceships and the_galactic airports? Ten-thousand years, and they_haven't even bothered to innovate their own_names?

Mog, son of Mog... still?

_Really_?

The cat_takes another look around, completely_puzzled. He_tries to determine if the_jump in time_misfired.

He remembers_that the Master_Scientist said something about loops and_paradigms and how_jumping backward is tricky from jumping_forward_because you have_to_think_that time_already moves forward._But_he was_so_sleepy during that lesson, and there_were_so many, _many_ details with so many_long and complicated names...

But_not_to panic!

He knew he_had the keenest spirit of_observation (he had the badge of_achievement to_prove it!)_and the bestest special recognition (he had the golden star of_achievement for that also!) and the_necessary terrain searching intuition_(he had_the_purple medal of_valor!)._He decides_to put all these to good use!

A-ha!

The_trees are_different!

You can't forget the trees that_saved your skin, now_can_you? Deep sigh of relief right_there.

And look! Look! Different rocks!

And... oh,_my!

A FIRE!!

So things have started_changing_around_here!

Log entry: "The smart monkeyz_make the great fire discovery! And_they haz ten_more growl-growl in their vocabuhlary!"

This looks encouraging._They're_making progress. Maybe we should correct_the_initial thought: ten-thousand years were not_wasted._They're_getting somewhere!

That night, a happy_kit