Such a heap will continue to grow and a thousand flowers will blossom, their roots deep into the rich, nutrious, soil; their perfume wafting on the inconstant zephyrs, tickling the noses of those fortunate enough to enjoy the teasing scents thus born. And they will bring forth another thousand flowers, nay, ten thousand more, and these a hundred thousand, and soon the entire Earth will be be covered with offspring of those first few flowers, and the newly fertilized Earth will become a sea of blooms and the air a pleasure dome of scent, and all creatures will exist in harmony and peace with one another. And they will look back and say, "Blessed be MAOB, from which all Good has sprung."


Does that answer your question, Bunn?