Fairies and the King

Once upon a time in a beautiful forest, lived beautiful fairies. They used to play around the trees, swing on the branches and play hide and seek. As the forest grew so did their magical powers!

Then one day the ass.king descended on the forest. The king was closed shaven but he still looked like an ass. He also was a smart ass. He demanded the fairies to cut down the forest. He explained to them how nice it was without them. Little fairies tried to reason with the king how much they loved the forest. But the king would not accept any explanation and began criticizing them even more for it. He made fun of their wings too. The smart ass king also showed his back to them with pride: “Look at my back,” he said, “It is so much better not to have wings.” He also added: “You should shave too.”

Fairies were not convinced. But so just to quite the king they came up with a solution. They would cut down the forest and apply something like aftershave afterwards.

They cut the trees as close as possible and covered it with leaves. They also shaved their magical beards.That night they slept on the ground.

The next morning they woke up and guess what?? They had also cut their own fairy wings and now had no magical powers. They also had lost their memory. From that point on they worked hard to keep the forest from growing.

The End.

knowing my place in the world

Gradually my focus shifted from the insignificant I to the world around. Realizing I belong to a much larger world, surrounded by types and archetypes, modes and modules, strains and systems… and everything else that was connected. The direction of it all. Whether it would be made by chance, or providence … if things would connect then everything would be possible.