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And, without being able to read, you will never know that they are coming for you.

Excellent! lolol.

The story of the guy hanging over the cliff holding onto branch, with a hungry tiger underneath, waiting, comes to mind.

Best to concentrate on the beauty of the flower in certain situations...

Buddhists...

Perhaps a bit of foresight might enable folks to climb back up and out of danger?

Still, we are all doomed. No one here gets out alive. That being the case, smell the flowers, and taste the sweet berries before the rats gnaw through the vine.