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Why does everybody avoid the elephant in the room? He just wants to be noticed. He just wants to be heard. Try as he might, humans just won’t look at him. They sometimes feel him when they walk around him, they sometimes smell him when he’s offensive, but they just won’t acknowledge he’s there. Poor lonely elephant, he’s getting sadder every day. “I just want to talk.” He says. “I just want to clear the air. Why can’t we move past things, why can’t we share?”
He seems to be destined to stay entrapped in the confines of the four walls keeping the humans captive as well. It would be so easy to be freed if only they would see. “I cannot be so scary, for I am just one elephant. Why, oh, why, do they continue to walk in circles bumping into me without understanding?” The elephant gloomily ponders. “I’m actually quite pleasant. I’m actually quite reasonable. I just need the visual from them that I am in fact present.”
“If they would just see me, I would feel so validated. I would know I really mattered. I just don’t do well with pretending and bathing in the shallow end of emotions. I need to speak of things head on and know their respect for me.” Elephant shared. “We could be so much more. We could have fun again. It would be easy, really.” “Discrimination! Discrimination!” He cried.
Please help the burdened elephant and further his cause. He needs to roam and be free, not be enslaved by the blatant turning of backs and the snubbing of noses. Even though he in fact has a built-in trunk, he really doesn’t carry much baggage. He just needs to check what he’s carrying and be able to get back to the party of life. “If you set me free,” Elephant added, “think about all the space you’ll get back. Perhaps for that new sofa, perhaps for that big screen TV.”
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