The Nightingale and the Rose

'Be happy,' cried the Nightingale, 'be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my own heart's-blood. All that I ask of you in return is that you will be a true lover, for Love is wiser than Philosophy, though she is wise, and mightier than Power, though he is mighty. Flame-coloured are his wings, and coloured like flame is his body. His lips are sweet as honey, and his breath is like frankincense.'


Guy gives girl red rose
Girl says rose will clash with her dress and actually she prefers jewels
Guy curses love and goes back to studying Metaphysics
The End

Caged

Caged birds of the world. I feel for you, I really do.
What do you think would happen if all those doors were opened?
Would the birds remain stood on their perches? Would they stay in their cages and endure, singing or chattering contentedly for the rest of their days?
I think not...

Keeping a bird in a cage for human amusement is fundamentally wrong. This goes for humans too, except humans don't require a physical cage do they?

Why not break free from your emotional and sociological constraints? Walk out into the night, through the gate and embrace the jungle before you, while the full moon stands proud. You have a choice... unlike those truly imprisoned.