I saw organized fiery red ant ants reading from two books, one I had written about chemistry and one in my bookcase describing Buddhism. I knew they were intelligent creatures and made plans to destroy them. However, my plans were changed. This story gives details of what happened. The author is moved to state that this is a work of fiction. No disrespect of any religion is intended. If there is a lesson in the story it might be that a belief in a creator is probably universal not limited to any of God's creatures, not even the least of them.