Listen! Listen! Listen quickly, there's no time!
There is a beach, I don't know where, and on the beach a crab is crawling up the sand. The waves come in - whoooosh! - and wash the crab out to sea. There is wisdom here, listen! He crawls back.
Somewhere else, an ant carries sand. She piles her grain with the others - so many others! - and there is wisdom in this. Listen! A boy, a small boy, he watches, and when the anthill is complete, he jumps - crash! - and kicks it away. The ants carry it back.
Listen, listen to me! Won't you listen?
Saturday, December 5, 2009
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Thanks for that. I've been rather despondent lately about a serious lack of ideas regarding my writing. Freaking out over the small space that is my brain reserves. Is giving up specific to us humans?
Not even a little bit. Despair is universal.
I think humans are the only species that gets upset over things that haven't or will never happen, though. My cats don't seem to care much when their stories get rejected.
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