Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Grapes like bees

He raises grapes like some people raise bees meaning he keeps them in a hive and polishes their wings to a blinding shine.  Grapes, however, fare less well than bees in traffic often meeting their ends upon the windshields of vehicles traveling at relatively high speeds.  Grapes sometimes bounce off of the windshields of slower cars but they burst upon impact with the faster cars leaving a grapey pulpy mess that windshield wipers alone can’t wash off.  In reality, the grapes that survive barely survive at all because of soft mushy bruises and broken wings incapable of raising the grapes to flight ever again.  And this is where the cruel irony of evolution is sadly evident.  Grapes had become such proficient fliers through their history that eventually they lost the need for legs entirely and eventually lost their legs in all actuality.  Laying there bruised and broken by the side of the road, these poor grapes slowly succumb to their injuries and yield to the call of death beckoning them to the spirit world.  What is to be learned from the sad plight of such unfortunate grapes is unknown and it is also mostly unknown that grapes even have wings.  

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