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The Cookie Monster is anarchic, dynamic and madly driven by a very specific, but also totally random, aim: he wants cookies. He wants to charge around crazily smashing cookies into his mouth. He will never get enough cookies. It's unclear whether he understands this. Maybe he imagines some future stage of sated calm which he might achieve if, miraculously, he were to obtain all the cookies he desires. Or maybe he is wiser than that and knows it's all about the journey, his endless quest for biscuits.
by David Mitchell
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The Cookie Monster embodies chaos and enthusiasm, driven by an insatiable desire for cookies. His wild pursuit is marked by a frenetic energy as he consumes cookies relentlessly. This behavior raises questions about his awareness; does he believe that one day he will be fulfilled if he manages to eat all the cookies, or is he aware that the thrill lies in the never-ending chase for them?

His character serves as a reflection on the nature of desire and satisfaction. Perhaps he understands that the journey of seeking cookies is more important than the cookies themselves. This highlights a philosophical perspective on happiness, suggesting that the constant striving may hold more value than the attainment of specific goals.

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