The solution is in plain sight

        
The solution is in plain sight
I am a delighted new owner of a terrarium and I want to produce more plants that will flower. I want to plant a Bunny Ear Cactus and see it beautifully sprout. I go to my nearest garden centre and are told to use this very nice fertilizer that adds balance and makes sure the plant gets the right ingredients; carbon-rich soil - that’s meant to be the basis of all the nutrients the cacti need; a cactus feed with special unpronouncable ingredients - to give the necessary nutrients - and a very expensive, old pesticide - apparently a catalyst that makes the cacti grow. A pesticide that has been used for many years that many people believe in.
Later, I excitedly get home and start planting and caring for my Bunny ear cacti. I make sure to water them every day and feed them every week - I make sure to follow all instructions. I watch them grow for a week but then I realize that they’re not flowering - sure they’re growing but slowly and sometimes parts of the Bunny ears break off. I’m desperately trying to save my glowing bristled cacti reflecting the morning rays as they enter into my otherwise monotonous fluorescent kitchen yet they keep dying. I decide to remove some ingredients - see if anything is the problem.
I stop adding the fertilizer but the plant begins to die faster and turns mauve in forest of needles on the cactus. I then desperately add more feed and it starts to flower. My perfect colouring cactus are fixed yet in a week theey start to die again. Finally, I remove the old pesticide that I was not sold on and I replace it with a new one that’s marketed less - I even have to ask the employee to get it from the back of the shop - and my cactus begins to get more green almost neon and dew starts forming and reflecting the light off the light purple cyclical buds that begin to sprout out of the cactus.
I then show my cactus at the newly announced horticultural show. I put up the wood on my stands and decide on which placard to use before desplaying by beautiful shinning cacti. Yet, everytime anyone sees it they quickly walk away in disgust. I tend to the plants adding a spray of mist when there is a small sensation on my right soldiers. As I turn, the organizer is looking at me with an upside down smile, wrinkles, and a decrepit demenour before telling me I have to leave. That my pesticide could damage the other cacti. When I begin to protest he calls security and has me banned permanently as they grap me squarely on the biceps and firmly walk me to the exit - as they toss my cacti and rip then to shreds using them for the bonfire in the evening.
Ask yourself, why do we get rid of the good and don’t listen to it’s ideas, when it is working. Perhaps, instead of isolation we must understand it and understand how it works before and during making a judgement.