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This story is completely fictional,yet entirely symbolic,those of you close enough to me to decipher what it all means,well congratulations to you then, well done
Today I walked outside,into my garden,only to find almost everything dead or dying. The ever green vines on the walls now wilting in the heat of the day, the immortal santan bushes no longer flowering,and now just browning, the willow trees no longer swaying in the cool breeze of the day, and the blue grass that surrounds every patch of land receding into its self -brown as well- only to reveal weeds and patched of barren and dead soil. Today I think to myself,wondering thing like, "why is my land like this",and "why does the soil withhold all of its life". It's as if the land itself was ravaged by a massive inferno which has left it as an empty shell, the last vestiges of its former greatness barely clinging on to life. However I do believe that i cannot fault the flame for this, for it was only doing what nature intended it to do,it is a force much greater than my own and it has been here very much before my time. Therefore i hold no grudge and choose to accept this, I choose now to scrounge around the garden to search for the last remains of life to try and replant them, and now i pray that the wisdom of those that came before us holds true, that time really will heal all things.
So now dear reader i leave you with the few quotes that have struck me today:
"whatever happens,happens"-someone important to me
""Life... is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. You're stuck with this undefinable whipped-mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while, there's a peanut butter cup, or an English toffee. But they're gone too fast, the taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits, filled with hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts, and if you're desperate enough to eat those, all you've got left is a... is an empty box... filled with useless, brown paper wrappers."
"Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today"-James Dean
"Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see the beauty, believe in them and try to follow where they lead."-Louisa May Alcott
"When nothing is sure, everything is possible."-Margaret Drabble
Today I walked outside,into my garden,only to find almost everything dead or dying. The ever green vines on the walls now wilting in the heat of the day, the immortal santan bushes no longer flowering,and now just browning, the willow trees no longer swaying in the cool breeze of the day, and the blue grass that surrounds every patch of land receding into its self -brown as well- only to reveal weeds and patched of barren and dead soil. Today I think to myself,wondering thing like, "why is my land like this",and "why does the soil withhold all of its life". It's as if the land itself was ravaged by a massive inferno which has left it as an empty shell, the last vestiges of its former greatness barely clinging on to life. However I do believe that i cannot fault the flame for this, for it was only doing what nature intended it to do,it is a force much greater than my own and it has been here very much before my time. Therefore i hold no grudge and choose to accept this, I choose now to scrounge around the garden to search for the last remains of life to try and replant them, and now i pray that the wisdom of those that came before us holds true, that time really will heal all things.
So now dear reader i leave you with the few quotes that have struck me today:
"whatever happens,happens"-someone important to me
""Life... is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. You're stuck with this undefinable whipped-mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while, there's a peanut butter cup, or an English toffee. But they're gone too fast, the taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits, filled with hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts, and if you're desperate enough to eat those, all you've got left is a... is an empty box... filled with useless, brown paper wrappers."
"Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today"-James Dean
"Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see the beauty, believe in them and try to follow where they lead."-Louisa May Alcott
"When nothing is sure, everything is possible."-Margaret Drabble