The Dragon Adapts

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Adaptation to the beast of callousness and indifference leads to a strength that destroys that animal.
That which is adapting must keep reaching for basic survival.
Survival being its primary motivator.
Callousness and indifference usually has its roots in vague ideas of pleasure and progress.
That animal does not burn within itself....But its flesh does burn and there is pain.
The cold blooded beast searches but it does not really know for what.....
That is its weakness.
The fire in simple life knows what it needs....that is its strength.
These are two animals .....one must eat and one must be eaten.
Life must have infinite adaptability because living is all it knows.
Basic life lives to feed a flame.....an inferno within itself.
This manifest with eating and hunger to keep eating.
One part of life eats another part designed by an ageless desire it does not care to know.
The hunger is all that matters.
When something is indifferent to that simplicity the indifferent themselves become devoured.
The indifferent are cold and what they search for in disrespect to life is an ignorant dream of the perfect home.
What they want is what has become over time a mysterious idea of progress to that home.
They believe the home to be a place of beauty ,security ,long life ,health ,wealth ,peace ,knowledge.....its list gets long.
Yet it rips at simple life with a calculating indifference.....
The very thing keeping them alive on their quest.
In some of the most cold blooded there is contempt ,even a hatred for life.
That beast does not feel it was meant to be brought to the flesh.
The cold and the extreme cold will both be devoured by simple life.
A life so simple.....like animals huddled together in a cave for warmth in the winter.
That life is an infinitely old dragon and in its heart is where the cold blooded will live.
That is where the cold blooded will find what it searches for.
The dragon will devour ignorant children.
The dragon will eat its tormentors.
For those who search in ignorance and disrespect are tormented also.
Both will be at peace when the dragon devours.
In the dragons heart of fire the cold will burn forever.
Simple life is power .....complex life is weak.
The powerful must eat the weak.

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