Stripe couldn't help wondering: "There must be still more to life."
"What's happening?"
"Nobody has time to explain," said the other. "They're busy trying to get up there."
"But what's at the top?" "No one knows that either. But it must be good. Because everybody's rushing there. Good-bye."
"There's only one way to find out," decided Stripe and pushed himself in.
"What's at the top? Where are we going?"
......
Frustrated, Stripe was still trying to justify his climb to himself when he heard a whisper from the top: "There's nothing here at all!"
It was answered by another whisper: "Quiet, fool! They'll hear you down. We're where they want to get. That's what's here!"
Stripe froze. To be so high and not high at all! It only looked good from the bottom.
The whisper came again: "Look! Over there! Another pillar. And... and another! Pillars everywhere!"
"My pillar," Stripe moaned, "is only one of thousands! Something is wrong, but what else is there?"
"What's happening?"
"Nobody has time to explain," said the other. "They're busy trying to get up there."
"But what's at the top?" "No one knows that either. But it must be good. Because everybody's rushing there. Good-bye."
"There's only one way to find out," decided Stripe and pushed himself in.
"What's at the top? Where are we going?"
......
Frustrated, Stripe was still trying to justify his climb to himself when he heard a whisper from the top: "There's nothing here at all!"
It was answered by another whisper: "Quiet, fool! They'll hear you down. We're where they want to get. That's what's here!"
Stripe froze. To be so high and not high at all! It only looked good from the bottom.
The whisper came again: "Look! Over there! Another pillar. And... and another! Pillars everywhere!"
"My pillar," Stripe moaned, "is only one of thousands! Something is wrong, but what else is there?"
We people are stupid
We think we know what's important, what's good,
What will make us happy
We think we are smart
We are full of energies for wrong things,
Full of ourselves.
The truth of the matter is,
We're only fooling ourselves and each other,
Wanting to believe there's something
More to life than this,
Without knowing what that "more" is.
The innate thirst for becoming a butterfly is
The thirst God has put in everyone's heart.
But we chose to quench the thirst our way,
Without success. Not even once in the human history.
"My people have committed two sins: They have forsaken me, the spring of living water, and have dug their own cisterns, broken cisterns that cannot hold water."
Jeremiah 2:13
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