Once there was a corn flake named Paul. Paul was in a box with a lot of other corn flakes, but he was different from the rest. Paul had ambition. He wanted to be something more, something special. All the time he sat in the box, he kept telling the other corn flakes "I'm going to make something of myself, I have a purpose!". Then one day, Paul was poured into a bowl, covered in milk, and eaten.
Shortly thereafter, Paul found himself reincarnated as a grape-nut. Still, he had that driving knowledge that he MUST have a higher purpose, some goal. Paul told this to all the other grape-nuts around him, but no one listened. Then came the day that Paul was poured out into a bowl and, yes, eaten.
Paul was later reincarnated as a cheerio. And right now, he's sitting in that box, waiting to see whether he will achieve his higher purpose.
Does the story end here? Of course not, it's a cereal.
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Date: 2004-07-15 08:49 am (UTC)Shortly thereafter, Paul found himself reincarnated as a grape-nut. Still, he had that driving knowledge that he MUST have a higher purpose, some goal. Paul told this to all the other grape-nuts around him, but no one listened. Then came the day that Paul was poured out into a bowl and, yes, eaten.
Paul was later reincarnated as a cheerio. And right now, he's sitting in that box, waiting to see whether he will achieve his higher purpose.
Does the story end here? Of course not, it's a cereal.