systems theory

Yo, I get pretty tired too, endless slog of it all, things that were easy seem gluey, but I remember the Cree story of a buck so sick and tired of his woman moaning about food for the kids he stomped out of the tent and found himself walking all alone in the endless grass until he started moaning too. He really wasn’t sure which direction to go. It was bloody cold. He’s been walking for days. His soul is pretty darn ragged. He’s sure the spirits have left him. He’s an idiot to go out there. The list of moaning and groaning goes on and on hour after hour day after day until one of the buffalo says to the other “I think I will shut that guy up” and walks across his path.