Imagine this

25th of September

The sun set a couple of hours ago and the moon have risen over the treeline to spread its dim beams of light through the evergreen jungle and give everything long unsteady shadows. The jungle creaks in its own mystical way while the crickets sing their ordinary song. There is an overall atmosphere of calm you know isn't exactly real.

Some of the shadows are moving quickly. Not that you see them but you certainly can feel that there's something not as calm as everything seems. Just out of sight are they advancing slowly and cautiously. They are many, maybe 10, maybe 20, maybe 30. They are everywhere.

They are thieves of the night and you know what they want. They want what is yours and they will take it unless you stop them, but then you must stop them all. They are many.

You step back in defense as the lonely guardian against the oncoming horde of thieves. You search for a strategic point from where you can protect your belongings from every direction. You can see them now. They poke at your defenses, looking for the weakspot which you do all you can to hide. You reach for a weapon, a long and solid stick perhaps, or a couple of rocks would also do fine.

Even thou you fend of a couple of these bandits at the time there are always someone testing you from a different angle. They keep up the assault, the siege, like a pack of monkeys attacking an immobilized tiger. Talking about monkeys...

It isn't in the middle of the night, it's a warm sunny day and the crickets are playing their ordinary song in the calm shadow of the jungle. A couple of butterflies pass playfully. You can't see them yet, but you can certainly feel the approaching monkeys. The entire jungle sens it.

They got what they wanted this time eventually, as they always do. These persistent thieves are determined to raid you of all that is precious and trash whatever you're not looking after.

I like these monkeys, I find them very exotic and cute. Can't see why no one else here seems to like them.