I have got this addiction to roses. They look so fragile, and they seem to be like those broken hearted people. But it is the contrary, they are like the strongest. maybe they have evolved, have grown those thorns from making their defloration more difficult. They are just like humans.
Roses breathe, they eat, they die. Isn't that enough to understand that they are alike humans. What differentiates them? They are alike us even in races, despite having other colors. Humans may be black, yellow, sunburnt, but the dominant race still is white. Well we ( since we are the analyzers of the universe) can not say that this kind of rose is the queen of roses. We love white roses, red to cherry roses, these new blue genetically modified roses and all their colors in general. But we do hate those black to chocolate colored people. We do hate those yellow lemon, those sunburnt skin people. They are humans too though . We feel so superior and we do not compare ourself to other beings.
Roses are so unique. Their petals are so soft we can make pillows out of them. But their petals are destined to die. They die. Roses do not have years and decades to live. If they had, would they make each other lives miserable?
