WHY STOP TO SMELL THE ROSES? THE LILIES? FOGGETTABBOUDIT

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This is where I got this.
The caption is the artist's name.
There is a reason why I chose a paper sculpture of roses.  The idea came to me several years ago, but the thought really slammed into me today when I noticed something strange in church this morning.  It was not totally new, but this is the day that was made for me to come to my senses and notice for sure that something was wrong with the world.
It was in San Diego.  It was in the small church that is only about 100 yards away from our residence there.  Since Easter is but a mere two weeks behind us, the lilies are still there in their glory.  Not all their glory, mind you, just part of it.  They still look good.  All 36 or 40 of them.  But what is missing is that there is a total absence of the other part of their glory.  The aroma that should be filling the small church is nowhere to be felt.  This was also true Easter Sunday morning.  That is definitely an insult to God.  I wonder if He has been getting accustomed to this stuff.  I've noticed for years now that roses don't smell like roses any more.  In fact, they don't smell at all.  We humans have come to the point where we have engineered everything into neutral.  We have found a way to make everything in nature come out as asexual as mules.  We are neuterizing the world. [Pardon the fabricated word.]  It is really a big loss. We don't even have the way to make people happy by giving them the poinsettias that have outlived their time as Christmas decorations.  They are all so over engineered that it is practically impossible to make them survive for very long once the season is finished.  If you have ever made the mistake if taking one of them home when you were given permission by the pastor early in January, you know what I mean.  It is not that your green thumb has deserted you.  It is that your engineering skills are not up to par.  Now I know why we always have great looking Easter Lilies at Easter, no matter whether Easter is on March 27 or April 21.  You can be sure that the lilies will be there in their visual splendor, absent the redolence, of course.  I would venture a small wager that the lilies for next year have already been calculated.  I don't know about you, but I am thinking that this is another one of those, "Laughing on the outside, crying on the inside" realities?  
We can now engineer plants so that they can render more fuel for our internal combustion engines and less food for our animals.  Does ethanol focused corn have silk coming out of the ear?  Actually, if we don't need sexed corn, it sure doesn't need its whiskers, now does it.
Do you stop and wonder what is next?  We already have de-sexed humans.  We now classify them by gender.  What's next, mule type offspring?  That is the ultimate population control, engineered "humans."
Well, I've come a long way from odorless lilies and roses.  I will now leave you to your own devices.  If you are blessed with real, hot blooded children who were engineered by God Himself, look around and be happy.  They may be the last ones you see for a while.