The moment even the slightest internal competition arises, the goal is lost from sight. The process becomes diluted, losing effectiveness and certainty. Its purpose crumbles in the climb toward individual success.
A celebration with only one guest. A summit reached by making red wine along the way. Rivers of wine go to waste. A lone guest with an empty glass. The one who plays with a stone in his own shoe. An enterprise destined to fail.
A lack of love. A lack of unity.
Where the common purpose is lost, love is lost with it.
A family destined to fail. A country destined to fail.
Many crying alone for never having joined hands.