C1 The bloody spade

  What is the point of the world?

  I know that's a raw - If not stereotypical - question to ask at the start of a story but it's of great importance. That is because the answer to this question has an innate fundamental value due to the fact one must put a piece of themselves into the answer, even if it's of the smallest of increments. The question itself proves to be the perfect container for one's thoughts, views, experiences and emotion. This in turn can become a seed with the ability grow and change the world that it born in. But to plant it you must upturn land it which it must grow regardless of who may live on it. Then it must be taken care of diligently if not by yourself then by you student, predecessor or other likeminded individual. Then you must harvest whatever fruit its bears, regardless of whether or not it is beneficial for you or the world. Unfortunately, despite all that work it will never create the perfect world. What then will you do to this question? Will you ponder it? Will you savor it? Keep it to yourself? Write a book about it? (couldn't be me honestly) And even still what then? Will it bear the fruit you were looking for? Khan Luggwith already has his answer.

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