
{Thinking to myself}
"I wonder why folk have to argue and cannot get along and just see how we all need to work together to make this planet wholesome?"
{Pokes at the fire with staff}
"We humans are like these sparks reaching for the heavenly ones. We need some kind of poke to get us activated."
{A wolf howls in the distance}
"We are all here experiencing this planet in this universe. Yet for reasons not entirely clear, we are distracted by our arguments. Hindered by them, even to the death."
{Places another branch on the fire.}
"Perhaps the fear of our situation would be too much to bear if we learned how to focus upon it, and so we distract ourselves..."