Monday, September 21, 2009

In praise of weeds and sperm

"Give up. My motto once was 'give up.' Now my motto is 'give on, go on.'"

Drive along any highway, and take a look at those weeds coming up through the cracks of the nearest underpass. What an unlikely place to sprout. And why the hell.

That's LIFE, baby. At its purest, most basic level. Whenever I'm feeling down, I think about those silly weeds, and their life-instinct. (Oddly, I also think about all the sperm that have to swim upstream... how many each time? hundreds of thousands? millions? And only ONE makes it! But the little buggers keep TRYING...)

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