Parable of the Button

You see me in all shapes and sizes.  And on various items.  Mostly clothes.

I am one button who lives in a box with about a zillion other ones.  We have been passed around to humans, what they say is “the next generation,” yet we sit here unused.  Not far from us is a machine that was used to sew clothes.

Anyway, nobody seems interested in us like they used to be years ago.  Humans used to open this box and toss us on a table, looking at all of our amazing colors and sizes.  I was known as a pretty blue one, with a tinge of green.  But back in the box we went.

What is it about clothes these days that don’t need replacement buttons?  Then again, there seems to be quite a lot of clothes accumulated by these humans.  Maybe they don’t bother with replacing us because they just toss out the whole item and buy another one.  What a waste, who does that?

I wonder where my fellow pretty blue buttons have gone?  I don’t seem to match up with any others.  I don’t fit in.  I guess humans must use that as another reason to ignore me.  I feel so alone.

I sit in this box among others also forgotten and unwanted.  Oh, to be out there helping a human hold it together.  Don’t they realize how much they need us?     Theresa M

PS - What used to be necessary things seem to become more and more unwanted; items passed down generation to generation, losing their value, becoming seemingly worthless.  So much material now is being replaced rather than reused or recycled.  What a waste our society has created. 

What did your ancestors treasure?

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Parable of the Window

The greedy man looks outside the window.  He closes the drapes.  He thinks he can hide his bad deeds from the world.  But the world knows him anyway.

The light will come through the window.  The world sees him as he is.  He is no different from most people, but pride is greater than shame.

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Look here.  Outside.  See the world?  They’re judging you, greedy man, regardless of whether or not you like it.

Go ahead, break the pane!  It won’t change a thing.  The whole house can be covered with drapes; greedy man you will be the same.  He can shatter every window with his wrath.  But then the windows will blow open the drapes, and the world will catch glimpses of his greed and lies.  He cannot hide. 

The world knows him as he is.  I only hope they stop him before he goes too far.  It will be better to see him behind bars instead of windows.       Theresa M

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PS - The greedy man can only hide so long.  Look through the windows to see what’s really going on.  Open the windows, open your mind.  Don’t let their deceit get the best of you.