Once there was a frog… Everyone likes those, right?
I know I do.
So, this frog lived his whole little life just… being a frog, doing what frogs do… and then one day, for one reason or another the little frog felt drawn to leave home and gather with others just like him at the banks of some river… or maybe they’d lived there and gathered in number their whole lives multiplying for some reason at rapid rates, who am I to say, I wasn’t really there… but can you imagine being this little frog? one and then, all of a sudden surrounded in a ton… then he and the others for some reason felt drawn to seek shelter in the homes of the powers that be irresponsibly?
Crazy to me, unfathomable even, that something so small and cute to me… could have become a plague to an entire nation…
Makes me wonder if a sub-lesson might have been; even the smallest thing with divine purpose can become troublesome to the proper unreasonability… Funny to think about anyway.
The End.