You are a rising star and you radiate far above the toiled oceans. Your rays sparkle down to the darkest of trenches where the bottom-feeders call home. You may never see where your light leads; through the atmosphere, below the urchants; tickling tail fins, and guiding the Galapagos highway. And you may never know the origin of your illumination but you will shine without hesitation casting shadows from the crustacean that feed from within the toiled oceans. You. You are a rock star.
What is greed? Is it two kids, three cookies, and one crumby grin? Is it the amount of time it takes to snake out of a skin? Or is it shoving a loved one under a bus to fill a few coffers with coinage and stuff? Is it a mental illness that skews reality, distorting brain cells' anatomy and projecting frailty upon the inherently strong? Is it wrong? Or is it just a human flaw betrothed to us all, to suffer in a time of need? Greed.