Cactus
It has humility, but it is not submissive. It grows where no other plant will grow. It does not complain when the sun bakes it back or the wind tears it from the cliffs or drowns it in the dry sand of the desert or when it is thirsty. When the rains come it stores water for the hard times to come.
In good times and in bad it will still flower.
It protects itself against danger, but harms no other plant.
It adapts perfectly to almost any environment.
It has patience and enjoys solitude. In Mexico there is a certain type of cactus that flowers only once every hundred years and at night.
It is a plant of patience, solitude, love and madness, ugliness and beauty, toughness and gentleness.
In good times and in bad it will still flower.
It protects itself against danger, but harms no other plant.
It adapts perfectly to almost any environment.
It has patience and enjoys solitude. In Mexico there is a certain type of cactus that flowers only once every hundred years and at night.
It is a plant of patience, solitude, love and madness, ugliness and beauty, toughness and gentleness.
Today was a (close enough) rest day. All I did was spar at the Dog Pound from 10am-11am. Resting up...at coach's orders.
A picture I made in Costa Rica. (quote from "The Power of One")
A picture I made in Costa Rica. (quote from "The Power of One")
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