Once upon a time, a Piper wandered into the marketplace of nations, his flute gleaming with promises of aid and his shadow heavy with threats of tariffs.
The rulers, eager for prosperity, fell into step, marching to his tune, believing his melody would lead them to abundance.
But the Piper’s song was woven with threads of greed, and soon the fuel tanks powering development emptied while his coffers grew full. The nations began to whisper among themselves, realising that the music was hollow and their steps led only to dependence.
One by one, they laid down their banners and turned away, leaving the Piper alone with his flute echoing into silence.
The world learned that no tune, however sweet, can bind those who choose to listen instead to the rhythm of their own judgment.
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unfortunately, even those who weren’t fooled by this Piper’s siren song and saw through its deception were able to understand his part in the Greater Weaving, and knew that the difficulty it would take to deal with it until its eventual and inevitable end would have to be endured, and waited as best they could – with what little hope they still had – to see if What Could Be managed to sprout from the ashes of what remained.
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I agree
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Sometimes it’s easier to listen than to feel or think. I guess that’s why we have successful Pipers.
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Listening and following are two different things.
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They indeed are.
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it seems so fricken simple..but history reveals a deeper flaw in the common spirit of mankind… better to suffer with the herd than risk being alone
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You nailed it.
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