Reality is a Lion

Reality is a lion, crouching patiently in the tall grass.

Others pantomime their fantasies declaring, “I am a rhinoceros” or “I am an elephant, the lion cannot hurt me!”  Since they are in fact gazelles they will, in their defiant arrogance, strut too close to the tall grass.

Despite their posturing they then become lion-lunch.

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