Many mixed feelings on this one. I thought about the paradox of egoism/altruism. How you can't really have one without the other. Wrote beneath a beautiful tree, having a nice beer after 12-hour work day, by the silence of 1 AM Rio de Janeiro. What is a tree? Its parts separated by the intelect You see a leaf, forget the tree See the tree, forget the forest   And what would I do if I were a leaf, Rather than nourish it? For if the trunk, the roots and branches forgets me As a leaf I wither and die   I hope as leaf To root become And nourish the tree as well For the trunk, the branches and leaves forget me   I as a root wither and die   And what would I do as a tree Rather than nourish the forest? For I would wither, and the land beneath me desert If it weren't for the trees alongside me   Such is the nature of our kind   We nurture those seemingly above us So that our existence doesn't waste away to time   So we don't dry and fall As every leaf does   Until, eventually, The entire forest can live Without the burden of bearing us   Nature killing away The blind egotistical part That it gave birth to In order to keep itself alive.