The axe is clean. The axe has been sharpened. It is ready for use. I take my axe, and set out to find the largest tree. No one is around. The sky is clear, pure blue. The sun shines brightly, the heat is intense. I stand shirtless, axe in hand, focused on the task before me. It is time. I begin to chop. One chop at a time. This will be a very long process. Once chop at a time. One chop at a time. I get into a rhythm. One chop at a time. One chop at a time. Eventually, my axe will prevail. I will prevail. Patience, endurance, and strength are of utmost. Keep chopping. Keep chopping. The tree will fall. Keep chopping.
