We all start as humans and then evolve along the journey to become sheep or lions.
Most become sheep. Its the easiest path. It requires no thinking, no dreaming, no courage, no risks, no individual identity that might make them not fit in the herd. Just follow the shepherd. Wait for him to decide where to sleep, what to eat, when to die.
A few end up as lions. Its harder. They are lesser. They are feared. They are reviled. They get hunted. They rely on no one but their skills and strength to eat another day. They starve if they are not strong or smart enough to make a kill. Lions are hunted because they are unique and when brought down, the lion becomes a trophy. A symbol of pride for the ordinary simpleton with a toy to have vanquished the king of the jungle.
Both die in the end. But one has lived the way it wanted to live. One never knew what living was.
But one thing never changes, the lions never lost sleep over the opinion of sheep
