Plea #57: You Will Never See the Perfect Flower The flower has evolved for billions of years.
It's mutated, split, and diversified, but it's only in its early years.
Eventually, given infinite time, there will be a perfect flower.
As it approaches this inevitable peak, all the flowers that came before it will fade out into obscurity.
That's evolution.
The black and yellow audience only pollinates what it deems appealing.
To reach perfection, the flower must evolve into more and more appealing variations.
If any variations should fail to appeal, they will swiftly meet their end.
In the beginning, this flora fought for scraps.
If they wanted to survive, they needed an edge.
This drove them to evolve wildly and sprout into many plants we now know today, not even as flowers.
But those that kept the stem and petals soon reached a point of comfort.
Sustaining this comfort became the new goal.
Taking risks was no longer necessary for those who had survived this far.
In fact, it became dangerous.
Risk came with little reward, and the potential to completely outdate the plants that failed to meet the new paradigm established.
There became more incentive to fight those attempting to evolve than to evolve oneself.
Eventually, one would slip through, wipe the rest out, but everything was stacked against it.
And once this new, more perfect flower came along, it simply established its own standards and protected itself the same way its competition did before it.
When survival relies on success, failure's not an option, and any gamble with its involvement becomes a no-brainer.
And so, while the blossoms hold the freedom to evolve, the very market that originally propagated their innovation is the very same one that stifles it.
Their reliance on mass appeal becomes an invisible, unspoken barrier.
Given infinite time, the perfect flower will grow.
Its beauty maximized.
Its form, pure.
But given infinite time, there will be no soil left to root in.
Given infinite time, there won't even be a 'you' to see them go.
Perhaps, if the roots shared, and the soil sustained, flowers more diverse could sprout.
Perhaps, we would see many flowers, each most beautiful to a few, rather than one flower on its way to appeal to all.
Perhaps, given the chance to be ugly, they could learn to be beautiful.
Perhaps then, you'd actually see YOUR perfect flower...