the allegory of the rose

several months ago, there was the Little Prince.
crushed to discover that The Rose he had deemed so special was actually just another rose in a huge, huge flowerbed covering the earth.

ironically, he was the one who felt like a dot in the universe. a statistic. a friggin figure in the books.


soon, seasons changed, and the Little Prince became The Rose. crushed to discover that she is, to her Little Prince, just another rose in a huge, huge flowerbed covering the earth. that there had been other Roses before, and that there will always be more Roses to come.

and the Rose, who was once the Little Prince, felt the same as before. she was a dot in the universe. a statistic. a friggin figure in the books.

same difference, different sameness.

but as if that would a major concern right now.