"Haidarii"

"Haidarii" is what you say here when you have done everything you could-nothing has ever worked nor ever will-you feel destined to live in eternal lethargy.

... is what you say when you have toiled over the forest floor trying to get those red pines and mushrooms growing again, and when, after so many years of work, all you have is a bed of pale pink lilies on the hill overlooking the pond.

When the view is magnificent enough to well you up, you give in to the "Haidarii".