The Concept: Three different perspectives in one living room scenario.

I see a red orange colored ball sitting on the ground. It is situated at the middle of the living room floor. From behind, its shadow is skewed to the left because the light is coming from a distance, at its far right, near the door of the kitchen. The ball suddenly rolls forward and hits the corner of the living room wall. It bounces a bit, upon impact, and perhaps flew on mid-air for 1/100 of a split second. My eyes can see the ball bounce a little but it cannot zoom-in to see the small black ant that was crushed underneath the ball. The ant was just doing its business when the red orange ball crushed it and killed it. It’s a quick death. Perhaps the ant is heading home, its mandibles holding a piece from a dead insect. When the ball squished it flat, it hollered a shriek that’s too faint for my ears to pick up. Yet, the shriek is loud enough for the other ants to sense a danger looming ahead. But like I said, it’s impossible for me to see the ant from where I am sitting. I feel lazy at this time of night. I won’t move that ball just to see if there’s a dead ant. Silly thoughts in my head. Of course, how can there be an ant? I am just imagining the whole thing!

There’s this crazy guy again sitting down in front of his computer. I hate it that he’s glancing at me from time to time. It’s already three in the morning and my four-year old boy master is asleep on the second floor. The older ones don’t sleep early but they always wake up late! This guy who always sits in front of the computer, wearing tacky black eyeglasses, is no exception! The lights should’ve been off at this time, but this guy always sleeps late and leaves the kitchen light open. I am tired now from a very sporty day. I just want to savor a quiet moment and be left alone. I have to think of something clever before he decides to throw me up and down just like the rest of them. “Oh my God,” he glanced at me again! Why am I standing at the middle of this living room floor? Of course, he looks at me because I am his center of attention. I am freaking red orange—–too conspicuous for a guy who have nothing else better to do. I should just roll to that corner, close my eyes and hope that he’ll never touch me tonight. It’s a far dash to that corner but I think it’s worth it!

I’m so lucky to find that dead cockroach under the couch. The soldiers were so proud of me that I led them to a very abundant food supply. I’ve been running back and forth on this vast concrete plain for almost half a day now. If I had counted my steps, I’m sure it’s more than a thousand times. I never complain no matter how stressful my life is. I am so loyal to my army and I have learned to accept everything that comes my way. I have good reason to celebrate now. The task of stripping the roach is almost finished. I am holding a piece of it in my mandibles. I am so happy to be of service to my colony. I am so tired and I’m glad that this is the last journey I have to take. I can’t wait to reach home. When I’m there, I can finally stretch my legs, close my eyes and go to… !

“Hey…shhhh…wait a minute. Did you hear that?”