A body of butterflies
-The problem is....well...the butterflies, you see? -Butterflies? - she asked. -Yes, in my stomach -Why don´t you let them out? -Excuse me? -Yes, the butterflies. Why don´t you let them out? -I tried to. They seem to like it in here, though. -What about flowers? -Flowers? -If you surround yourself with flowers, maybe the butterflies will want to be around you, instead of inside you........... Just don´t eat them! -What? -The flowers. -If you grow flowers in your stomach, the butterflies will never leave it. -I don´t think one could, anyway. -So...where could one grow flowers? -Inside one´s body, you mean? -Yes. He paused and said: - Inside their veins, I suppose. -Probably also in their hearts, I should think. -And....would it be really terrible to have butterflies in your heart? -I don´t think so. Actually...that could even be enjoyable! -So, what´s the plan then? -First you have to grow flowers all around you. Then, wait for some seeds to fall into your veins. When there are enough f...