An extended metaphor about human nature.

“Why a revolution?” some might ask.  Almost no one knows why.  Maybe no one ever did.  Anyways, it started a long time ago, much too long.  The old world had no real intelligence.  I guess one day, someone finally got smart enough to get rid of the old system.  It had been kill or be killed; eat or be eaten.  There was almost literally no thought—all instinct.  Of course, one revolutionary can’t change the world, and at that time no one else really cared to change.  As it usually is, they were all content with how they were already.  Nonetheless, the number of revolutionaries grew.

        One day, possibly just out of the blue, all of these revolutionaries sprung their ideas.  They started killing and wouldn’t stop.  It was no time before these people grew to become the new elite class, and they began to think.  This was their plan all along; thought was the reason for the revolution.

        They were in a new stage of the revolution; that was certain.  The old government was out of power.  But like most revolutions, the ideal government was yet to be formed.  The ideals grew and were improved upon—that is, thought began to branch into different places.  There was the typical boom of revolution as thoughts gained sophistication.  The new elites were flourishing, while they kept killing off the old ways and those who followed them; it was no less than a massacre, and possibly growing to the scale of mass extinction.

        They carried on, though.  That is until they reached a certain point of knowledge; a point where they realized this unnecessary death was just that—unnecessary.  But this event was much later on.

        Suddenly the learning and improvement dropped off.  People were now content with where they had gotten to—or at the very least, most of the elite class had.  The elite class had developed a smaller, even more elite section, which continued learning aside from the rest.  Eventually, though, these upper-elites shared their knowledge—and began a sharp, unexpected decline in the revolutionary progress.

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