things go great. at least for a while. one gets what they want, and they're ontop of the world. on the contrary, there's the one that struggles. fights for a sliver of joy. will they get it? reach the top of the of the mountain? conquer Sisyphus'seternal battle?
but the being who receives all that they want. every desire, wish, or request, be it materialistic or that of an idea, or it doesn't take up space. whatever it be, they get it. their wish is the worlds command. it's granted. no labour occurs. no toiling. absolutely no presence of a battle.
who appreciates it more? honestly...? the spoiled, when they don't get what is thought to be wanted, it's a parallel, an event completely new to their habitual way of life. it's a curve in the straight path of a bullet.
or the devoted? the laborious, hardship filled being, who is used to not having whats required or what is wanted, but works and works for it's goal. when they don't get what's craved, does it not matter as much? does it phase them as ghastly as it does the pampered and spoiled.
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