lawnmower man

I mowed my lawn today. It is the most unreasonable and misguided thing we do in our everyday life. We take a plant and grow it in a foreign place. It refuses to grow where we wish it and grow where we fight with all our technological might to prevent. It wants to be tall; but we make terrible noise, pollute the atmosphere, and risk heart attack and sunstroke to cut it short. It needs friends; yet we poison them, burn them, cut them and root them out. It is because of this resulting loneliness, I am convinced, that grass do all it can to make our lives difficult. Think about it, our lawns are prisons and we the jailors holding the inmate grass. It is not surprising then it does all it can to send seeds into our flower and vegetable beds. It just wants to hangout with friends. It wants its children to be free.