Gummy - noun - is defined as:
1. A deity.
2. A reptile who hides his existentially philosophical contemplation internally by acting like a simple pet gator externally.
While thinking about the complexity of perception and how it changes individual truths in singular — or collective — realities, a biological reaction occurred. This altering of thought had come from an involuntary shiver running down the top of his spine.
"Curious," he murmured in his mind. "Why must my backside tremble in this manner?"
He dug into the expansive vault of knowledge that was his brain. The information and experiences it retained, if written in words of any language, would yield more books than what already existed in the entire cosmos. Even concepts that none have even come close to considering. Within a fraction of a nanosecond, the answer came to him.
"Cold-blooded reptiles such as I demand heat. How preposterous that even I must conform to trivial biological callings."
Gummy slapped his tongue on both eyes to enhance his sight, then began to move around the house. The search for a method to preserve or generate heat had begun; however, not to Gummy's own pleasure. He would much rather ignore this natural calling and continue staring into endless space within his mind, catching the occasional bug that flew his way.
He recalled that cold-blooded reptiles rest upon a rock, or a hard surface, in the sunlight to warm up. Swallowing his pride and stooping to petty procedures, he waddled out of Sugar Cube Corner and lay on the steps by the door.
After waiting a few minutes, he felt no change in his body temperature, and another pesky shiver took over his spine.
"What more must I do to satisfy this curse?" Gummy said to himself, grunting, pondering other methods in his dissatisfaction.
He visualized a place in Ponyville Park that is struck by sunlight the entire length of the day. While he traveled to the new destination, he wished the journey in the sunny streets would do the trick, but it never worked.
Gummy laid on top of the ledge of the pony fountain that centered the recreational area. He believed the humidity of the nearby water, combined with constant contact with the sun, would cure this shivering. Again, he was met with empty results as there was no change in his temperature.
Suddenly, a new idea formed in his small but expansive head. Rainbow left Tank at Pinkie's place while they hung out for the day. Tank was a fellow cold-blooded reptilian who required warmth. Perhaps the tortoise would have a working method for Gummy to use as well.
As expected, he encountered Tank after arriving back home and began their interaction. To the observer, they would be staring at each other blankly, but this was not the case for them, Gummy could choose who to telepathically speak with. This was how he was able to hide his thoughts from Fluttershy. Gummy appreciated that he never had to telepathically talk to Pinkie. She always understood him without words, a practice that must have come from living with Maud.
Tank nodded his head and slowly walked past him to show how he got warm. Gummy watched as Tank replicated what he already did as his first step. Slightly annoyed with the lack of help from him, Gummy turned around, walked inside, and closed the front door, leaving the unhelpful tortoise outside to his own devices.
Another shiver struck Gummy's back. "Why must I waste my time on this meaningless matter when I could be spending my time doing better, more productive things. Oh right. . . biology. I shall simply sit upon this window sill and ignore it while I resume my previous activities."
Finding himself in the sunshine on the window's ledge, he resumed his earlier thoughts.
"Truth is simply relative to each individual, no matter the situation or subject. Even if similar in belief, the truth is founded, concluded, or used in a way that differs from any other individual. Perspectives that evolve throughout life or are born every day change the truth, the reality, of each individual. Like when—"
He was suddenly interrupted by a shiver. In an attempt to ignore it, he continued his thoughts.
"Like when Pinkie Pie, Applejack, and Rarity had their spat over different perspectives. They experienced the same event and still came to differing conclusions due to interpretation from perception. Each thought their own perspective was the correct one, creating a reality based on their own truths, even if they do not know the real truth or if they are correct. Their arguing proves the three of them lived in three different realities. Further proving that perspective creates truth that influences the reality one lives in. I wonder how certain media can use this structure to create misinformation to control the masse—" Gummy shivered yet again.
"—Ugh. I can not focus if this malicious natural reaction continues! This curse of biological mechanics must be cured. Never has an external occurrence annoyed me, but this internal issue is maddening. If it obstructs my thoughts, it needs to be eliminated, just like the multi-dimensional cosmic deity of the mind. Used to always get in the way of my multi-dimensional explorations within the quantized electro-mental meta-realm. I will deal with this shivering as I did with that being: extermination via assimilation."