From there on, the tree said to the man," The world will not wait for you to blossom, they will leave you there in a such emotional state. They will leave you there thirsty and filled with hunger from such resistence to stay still, and to be like no other of your kind. They will chop of your branch, to only make growing up the worst. But prepare you for future references. So that expect nothing more, and nothing less. So that your destroyed branch will strive to grow more, and to grow more, and grow no less.