If only here on our small
and friendly planet still exists ideals and illusions, then are these
here – in our little beehive. Here live our laborious honeybees and
brave soldiers who keep us from evil enemies. Our little, we can even
say, in tiny world we have all things to survive, since of sperm and
finisher with lifenecessar humushorizon. We pick the nectar and feed it
to you as delicious honey already. We have no big roles, our individual
interests are not important. And we have a Queen who gives us our family
and eats all disgusting bees. We all love her.
So we are friendly and
necessary commune and if you don´t like it our Queen will come with her
soldiers army and will bomb your sister´s or parent´s house.
Because she is eternal.
There were born and died many good and bad bees  and revolutionairs
before us. But only our Queen is immortal.
She probably doesn´t
like honey at all.
You can call her
Billeneeve.