Kurtis Maximus

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The Horse And The Pond by: Kurtis Maximus

Original Kurtis Maximus... The Horse and the Pond Fable Everyone's heard the fable: "You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make 'em drink it." But have you heard this one? Probably not, since I just made it up at 3:00am last night from a dream... So it's one thing to not drink the water because you're stubborn and instinct told you to stay away. But it's quite another to not drink it out of spite. There was once a horse that had crossed many miles through the desert. Lost and wandering, looking for an oasis, on its last leg. The horse sees a palm tree off in the distance. After walking so many miles, he follows the footprints of yet another horse in the sand. The hoofprints are barely recognizable, but he sees it's his old friend. He keeps going, getting closer to the palm tree—the only green in a sea of sand for as far as the horse's eye can see. Exhausted and dehydrated, the horse thinks, maybe I can make it. As he gets closer, he sees the mane of his horse friend floating in the middle of the water pond next to an island. The island has bales of hay on it. He realizes the pond—deep as it was—had drowned his horse friend. He hears a voice from the wind. The wind says, "Drink up, the water is clean and good, my friend." But the horse says, "How can I? Look what you did to my horse friend. You drowned and k*lled him. "The wind replies, "I did nothing but quench his thirst. He came to me exhausted and thirsty. He drank up. But then he continued to swim across the water and was too tired to make it to shore. He drowned by his own choice. You can drink from the shore right there." The horse replies, "But you drowned my horse friend. How can I?" The wind dies down, the water calms, the sand settles, and the horse lays down for one last time. There he rests, at the shore of this great oasis. Tired and thirsty, but righteous and smug. Convinced the water was in error.

The Horse And The Pond by: Kurtis Maximus

Original Kurtis Maximus... The Horse and the Pond Fable Everyone's heard the fable: "You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make 'em drink it." But have you heard this one? Probably not, since I just made it up at 3:00am last night from a dream... So it's one thing to not drink the water because you're stubborn and instinct told you to stay away. But it's quite another to not drink it out of spite. There was once a horse that had crossed many miles through the desert. Lost and wandering, looking for an oasis, on its last leg. The horse sees a palm tree off in the distance. After walking so many miles, he follows the footprints of yet another horse in the sand. The hoofprints are barely recognizable, but he sees it's his old friend. He keeps going, getting closer to the palm tree—the only green in a sea of sand for as far as the horse's eye can see. Exhausted and dehydrated, the horse thinks, maybe I can make it. As he gets closer, he sees the mane of his horse friend floating in the middle of the water pond next to an island. The island has bales of hay on it. He realizes the pond—deep as it was—had drowned his horse friend. He hears a voice from the wind. The wind says, "Drink up, the water is clean and good, my friend." But the horse says, "How can I? Look what you did to my horse friend. You drowned and k*lled him. "The wind replies, "I did nothing but quench his thirst. He came to me exhausted and thirsty. He drank up. But then he continued to swim across the water and was too tired to make it to shore. He drowned by his own choice. You can drink from the shore right there." The horse replies, "But you drowned my horse friend. How can I?" The wind dies down, the water calms, the sand settles, and the horse lays down for one last time. There he rests, at the shore of this great oasis. Tired and thirsty, but righteous and smug. Convinced the water was in error.

Original Kurtis Maximus... The Horse and the Pond Fable Everyone's heard the fable: "You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make 'em drink it." But have you heard this one? Probably not, since I just made it up at 3:00am last night from a dream... So it's one thing to not drink the water because you're stubborn and instinct told you to stay away. But it's quite another to not drink it out of spite. There was once a horse that had crossed many miles through the desert. Lost and wandering, looking for an oasis, on its last leg. The horse sees a palm tree off in the distance. After walking so many miles, he follows the footprints of yet another horse in the sand. The hoofprints are barely recognizable, but he sees it's his old friend. He keeps going, getting closer to the palm tree—the only green in a sea of sand for as far as the horse's eye can see. Exhausted and dehydrated, the horse thinks, maybe I can make it. As he gets closer, he sees the mane of his horse friend floating in the middle of the water pond next to an island. The island has bales of hay on it. He realizes the pond—deep as it was—had drowned his horse friend. He hears a voice from the wind. The wind says, "Drink up, the water is clean and good, my friend." But the horse says, "How can I? Look what you did to my horse friend. You drowned and k*lled him. "The wind replies, "I did nothing but quench his thirst. He came to me exhausted and thirsty. He drank up. But then he continued to swim across the water and was too tired to make it to shore. He drowned by his own choice. You can drink from the shore right there." The horse replies, "But you drowned my horse friend. How can I?" The wind dies down, the water calms, the sand settles, and the horse lays down for one last time. There he rests, at the shore of this great oasis. Tired and thirsty, but righteous and smug. Convinced the water was in error.