a little mustard seed

A seed is full of potential... let alone, nothing will happen. It needs light, water, nutrients,the right time... and a willing farmer...

Monday, September 18, 2006

... magnificent.

All its life, it has been waiting for a worker to bring seeds from afar, and to transport its own seeds to another. It was strong and exhuberant! Its glory was felt from distant soils. Its purple aura caught the attention of every living creature; bugs and all tetrapods alike. It was the prime moment of its life. It reigned like no other before it! Everything that had breath made its way to pay their due respect!

But being magnificent has a high price to pay... It has attracted a creature that was at the top of every food chain, with no regard for any other living things. With a mighty pinch, it was plugged out of its green cellulose foundation. Without mercy, its life was sniffed off its radiant structure. All that was left was its fading aura, still radiating subtly but without life and purpose...





... it has not much time left. Allthough it did not fulfill its destiny, its existance did not go to waste. The remnant of its glory was absorbed into slices of silicon wafer, encrypted into fragments of binary codes, which is now being radiated through the computer screen in which you are looking at.

Its aura lived on as an ornament to this site. The rest of it was left to nurture its surroundings and its inhabitants. It has served a purpose afterall... all that was magnificent.