I like mushrooms. Mushrooms live in a dead and decaying world, yet they thrive. Mushrooms not only survive the decay, they survive because of it. They have discovered how to take the grossness around them and channel it into growth and new life. And so, if a mushroom finds itself on a dung heap, rather than becoming disgusting itself, it uses the dung to become a better, stronger, wiser, and more delicious mushroom than it could otherwise be.
I want to be like a mushroom.
That is all.