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The Most
Powerful Creation
In
a time not so long ago, a man was tilling his field under the blazing sun.
The
man, feeling hot and thirsty, thought, “The sun is powerful, I wish I were
the sun.”
Then a curious thing happened. He became the sun.
“Wow this is wonderful. Now I am the most powerful creature.” And the man
gave all his might, and all the earth became extremely hot.
While the man, being the sun, was enjoying his newfound identity, a thick
and dark cloud came rolling by and covered the sun. Hard did he try but the
sun couldn’t pierce through the cloud.
“Oh…oh…this cloud seems more powerful than the sun. I wish I would be the
thickest and darkest cloud in all the world.” And wonders seemed to abound
that day, for the man that was the sun turned into a very dark cloud, thick
with rain. The cloud was so overreaching that the world was engulfed with
darkness.
“Now, the sun is at my mercy. Surely I am very powerful.”
The
cloud then covered the sun and poured rain on earth as never been before;
and the earth was inundated.
Then a strong wind blew away the cloud. The cloud drifted to the east, then
to the west and to wherever the whims of the wind took it.
“Tsk…tsk…” The cloud thought. “This wind is strong. It toyed on me as if I
were a feather. It’s great to be a mighty wind.” Before he was through with
these words he became a strong wind.
And
the wind blew on the clouds, on the trees and on houses. Then he came upon a
wall.
“Hah. I will topple this wall easily.” He boasted.
He
blew on the wall with all his might, but alas he failed to destroy it.
“Truly this stone wall is a marvel. It can withstand the mightiest wind.
Could I be a stonewall?”
Unsurprisingly, he became a mighty stone wall sitting on a wide field. But
instantly he felt a stinging pain and found himself being hammered by a man.
The
wall was helpless with the man’s ceaseless pounding, and slowly it crumbled
down. At the last moment the man-turned-stone-wall realized his follies.
“I
only wish now to be a man again.”
And
then he was once again the same man toiling the same field. He was the same
man with only one difference.
He
realized “I am the best that I could ever be.”
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