Daily Inspirational #2,032: Bee Like a Honeycomb

It has been said that a bees' nest is more alive than the animals that make it their home. In fact, this has been said so loud that it could be heard all the way from Madagascar to another part of Madagascar. In as much as volume determines truth, this bee thing is therefore pretty true and you should heed its warning.

Yes, it is a warning, albeit an inspiring warning. If you heed hard enough, you will become so forewarned that you will surge with inspiration. So, let's heed. Together.

Imagine your world is an enormous urban nest. Imagine that at night you return to a small cubby amongst other cubbies in order to sleep. Imagine that in the morning, you wake up to throw yourself hard at the wall of the impossibly inane. After a day of wall slamming, someone gives you or the person next to you a smile and you return home to your cubby. Something sticky is everywhere.

Now imagine that the nest, the cubbies and the walls are alive and you are not. Imagine this because it is true, at least in this hypothetical scenario, which if you think about it isn't hypothetical at all but actually your life, hypothetically.

You are a blood vessel in a large, comby organ. No, you are a slightly irritated calcium deposit loosed into the honey stream for a brief moment in the sun, though there is no sun, it's extremely dark and very sticky. The walls and holes keep on living just as they like while you slave away to maintain them in perfect order.

And wait -- what's that? The stickiness is you?

Well, guess what? It's time to become the nest. It's time to be the honey comb. It's time to rent out your body and let people live in it. It's time to open a business on your thigh, to sell produce from your love handles. Redevelop your flanks with ambitious projects, invite diversity to your toes with a variety of national parades.

The only way to truly live is to let people live all over you.

And you know what else? We've said this all so loudly that it's so true you can't change it. We hired a machine to bellow it all so loudly that the sound bounced back and destroyed the machine so nothing can be louder and nothing will ever be true again.

So, crack open a vein and let us in, let us all in. We're moving deep inside you to let you live.

You'll love it. And remember, this offer won't last long, so heed hard before it's too late.