My Brain On Pollen

This is my brain on pollen. My brain has been mistaken to insects and other plants that are fertilized buy such substance produced by the beauty of nature called 'flowers'...the very same flowers that we cherish in a vase in our sacred home; we give to our lovers on V-Day; we garnish our beloved one's casket during a funeral and almost on every goofy occasion we succumb to their enticing beauty to help us express our love in some cases our weakness and lack of words. These incognito malicious species are everywhere: in our living rooms and in front and backyards; in shopping malls and...well, except in the desert (though some highly sophisticated female agents have been spotted there as well, but they are immediately beheaded by the dessert crazies of the region). Flowers are not your friends. They are good to send to your ex-wife or to your foes only. A pollinated arrangements with a single reddish poison ivy leaf (in Spring, different colors in different seasons, canny, ha?) concealed among the others, in this case, would be highly recommended. The ex-wife or the chosen victim will be done for in a sniff or touch...

Don't be green friendly. Do not try to protect the Nature. Nature has survived for over 5 billions years without you. You're only a descended of a shapeless, primeval creature that is hundred thousand old with a technology not more than hundred years old. If you love green, buy a green shirt, not Toyota's a green-friendly-fake-ass-hybrid Prius whose impact on nature only hitting a tree while travelling at 60mph due to brake failure. Hybrid technology is still in its infancy. It's incomplete. It has only matured from its early infancy to late infancy which still translates to "infancy". Stick with cars that runs on heavy-fuel if you do not want to end up with stick up your ass somewhere where you couldn't be found until the stick becomes your second nature.