A certain organism is produced after a battle with its own creation.
Complex in structure yet simple in function.
Knows what its job is, gets to work.
Succeeds by doing, fails by trying.
Privileges are only a dream for the worker does not deserve a rest.
For all this, only a pat and no medal.
Good job son; you have made a world for yourself, but you cannot enjoy it.
Look at the others, they are destroying it..give them a medal.
Why?
Undoing is more rewarding?
Forget the vision, the pain that follows the happy thoughts..
That flower will do.
Monday, February 21, 2011
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