A small man, yet a large mind
In this dreadful world where people are used to being insulted, where war is in the news each and every day, I salvate thee. Seek for knowledge in my words and be enlightened.
The mind of many is like a bee. They seek for the honey and are not challenged otherwise, thus remaining undeveloped. The mind of few is like a tree, seeking the light, catching as much of it as possible. For he who seeks the light, the light shines at your feet, either to be trampled or to be picked up.
The brittle minds are overpopulating the world, leading those above to solitude. Serve in my army and free those whose minds are like the tree, from the bees. Drive the bees to their honeycomb and destroy them altogether!
Say neigh to now!
posted by Play the blues @ 2:27 PM
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