There is a great famine on the planet, unrecognized. People wander around desperately looking for crumbs. They are driven by their built in mechanism of physical self preservation, but they don’t find any food, only sawdust and contaminated water. Is this an apologue? It was meant to be.
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Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
--Samuel Beckett