THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT
There is a room in a house. In the room there is a box. In the box it is dark, but there is a muted fluttering. Darkness has texture, and shades of black, and the fluttering thing is brighter than black. We can try to guess what it is, but I have seen it before, so I will tell you: it is a living butterfly.
Collectors keep butterflies in boxes but this isn't one of those. A collection is something to be shown and seen, from time to time, but these bright papery wings never feel the air outside their box.
Butterflies are meant to be free. They grow and change and they take wing. Some will more powerful than we are sets it in motion. And they will always go towards the light no matter what.
They say one flap of a butterfly's wings can cause a storm thousands of miles away and change the course of weather for ever. But nobody has studied it. How do they know it is storms they are starting?
Maybe they've had enough of storms.
People change too. They grow and change and are guided by some will greater than we know. But they can choose what happens next. They have their own will too. But maybe they don't know that.
Everything happens because of choice. My choice, your choice. All the good things and all the bad things. So make your next choice a good one. Don't keep yourself in a box, don't let anything keep you away from the light. It's your own freedom and you always had it. Now take it.
If the fluttering wings of butterflies don't cause storms, what can they cause? If two butterflies meet and show their wings, what then? And if we all choose to go and take wing in the sun?
The air outside is soft and smells good. It's not dry and papery like in the box. Everything breathes and sighs and the colours seem to sing together at last. Peacocks and oysters and rainbows all shine, but there is one thing that will shine more than all the rest. It's never been seen before, not completely. But we're nearly ready now. It's you.
Show us your true colours.
It's your time.
It's bright out here, and I'm waiting!
Collectors keep butterflies in boxes but this isn't one of those. A collection is something to be shown and seen, from time to time, but these bright papery wings never feel the air outside their box.
Butterflies are meant to be free. They grow and change and they take wing. Some will more powerful than we are sets it in motion. And they will always go towards the light no matter what.
They say one flap of a butterfly's wings can cause a storm thousands of miles away and change the course of weather for ever. But nobody has studied it. How do they know it is storms they are starting?
Maybe they've had enough of storms.
People change too. They grow and change and are guided by some will greater than we know. But they can choose what happens next. They have their own will too. But maybe they don't know that.
Everything happens because of choice. My choice, your choice. All the good things and all the bad things. So make your next choice a good one. Don't keep yourself in a box, don't let anything keep you away from the light. It's your own freedom and you always had it. Now take it.
If the fluttering wings of butterflies don't cause storms, what can they cause? If two butterflies meet and show their wings, what then? And if we all choose to go and take wing in the sun?
The air outside is soft and smells good. It's not dry and papery like in the box. Everything breathes and sighs and the colours seem to sing together at last. Peacocks and oysters and rainbows all shine, but there is one thing that will shine more than all the rest. It's never been seen before, not completely. But we're nearly ready now. It's you.
Show us your true colours.
It's your time.
It's bright out here, and I'm waiting!
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