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A Fable about a Story
There was once a story that started out well. It enjoyed a rare vitality. It had a point of view and a point to make. It went by exciting steps from one point to the other. It convinced.
Very soon the story came to know the power of its potential, as it realized that it could go anywhere, that it could BE anyhow.
So the story became rather curious.
As it strove to fulfill its enormous potential, it did go everywhere, it was anyhow.
Quite soon the story ended in madness, very unhappy and pointless.
Moral: Self-examination could be a shit.