From a light, I see a twinkling far leading than the brightest candle, and yet, such a light commences within a space that others do not see easily. An inward glow that is oft misjudged as the titterings of a restless mind… but is–in actuality–a spark of life–true life! That which we do not see… yet seems paramount to an existence of any real meaning.
What purpose does these trifles do without that spark? Are our bodies not trifles? Is not the carpenter’s hammer useless without the carpenter? The body does nothing of interest unless guided by a force with ends to accomplish a worthwhile action! Aye. The carpenter can leave his work finished by halves and so proves his actions of little interest. The same is true as to the force behind the carpenter, and be not ignorant of your own sparks, children of Murridae!
Bind not your hands with indifference for no reason but that you have hands! What use are you if only to yourself? A man who stands alone could well exist upon the moon, for he has no purpose in this world. Do ye expect such things of Petalweight?! What a sorry thought that fills my mind with horrors that I would imagine a perfectly useful “me” lying about singing songs for my own amusement! Knowing what ye know of Petalweight today, ye should be angered at such a flair lost to the world for his own selfish gain!
But some would say that such a twinkling star rests within some leaving the odd masses with an emptiness–that they were unjustly forsaken. Nay! But pause before me and take up a bounty of time to look within, for I shall assure thee that the spark is there! To ignore it is a travesty, and to blame fate is negligent! This spark is real, and it can ignite the world aflame with inspiration! To squander it is a shame–as a Petalweight who locks himself away!
[At this juncture of the soliloquy, Petalweight became momentarily quiet as he regarded his audience gravely.]
Ye all have come to hear this rambling jerboa. Some have followed him from city to city yearning to hear his mighty words. But if ye fill thy heart with my love and keep it to thyself, what good have I been to ye? I ask you all to seek thy spark and share it in some way. Keep not silent! Bear the burden of your soul, cast that spark, and set the world aflame with your love–whatever form it may take! For as powerful as my words may be, it shall be your words that shall last beyond my final days!
-Glossary-
Murridae: The country where Petalweight is from. It is a land populated by many kinds of rodents who can walk and talk like human beings.
jerboa: A species of rodent with long tails that have little puffs at the ends. Petalweight is a jerboa.
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