And So Nothing

Pablo Casals: Bach~~Cello Suites

There once was a brown horse that was brown like a bean,
and he lived in the home
of a very poor farmer.
And the poor farmer had a very poor wife, and they had a very thin chicken and a lame little pig. And so, one day the very poor farmer's wife said:
We have nothing more to eat because we are very poor,
so we must eat the very thin chicken. So they killed the very thin chicken and made a thin soup and ate it. And so, for a while, they were fine; but the hunger returned and the very poor farmer told his very poor wife: We have nothing more to eat because we are so poor, so we must eat the lame little pig. And so the lame little pig's turn came and they killed it and they made
a lame soup and ate it. And then it was the bean-brown horse's turn.
But the bean-brown horse did not wait for the story to end;
it just ran away and went to another story.
Is that the end of the story? I asked Durito,
unable to hide my bewilderment.
Of course not. Didn't you hear me say that the bean-brown horse
fled to another story? he said as he prepared to leave.
And so? I ask exasperated.
And so nothing. You have to look for the bean-brown horse
in another story! he said, adjusting his hat.
But, Durito! I said, protesting uselessly.
Not one more word! You tell the story like it is.
--Subcomandante Marcos