Humanity and stones

The master walked up the stairs slowly as he thought to himself, "Age is sure catching up." On turning the corner, he stubbed his toe and let out a string of curses to the gods, at the bloody stone which was indeed bloody as it had drawn blood, and most importantly to himself. It amused him that the stone just lay there. He hobbled to the wash where he washed and wrapped his toe that was till bleeding. Walking painfully to the terrace, he sat down and put his feet up.
The student came running through the house and climbed the satirs, turning the same corner he more r less collided with the stone and let out a string of vulgarities that made Hades blush in the underworld. Limping towards the terrace, the student flopped onto a couch and put up his injured foot.
And so there they were. Master and Student, mates in pain.
"Pain sucks.", went the student.
"It does doesnt it? Would you rather not have pain?" the Master asked.
"Oh yes, only pleasure would do for me. This pain, physical emotional or whatever else sucks and is a deterrent to happiness." the student said smugly, sure he had gotten the master into checkmate.
The master looked at the student and smiled. and launched into his soliloqy...
"Our pain is what separates us from stones or plants, or trees, or... Im sure you get the point. In order to be fully human we must experience pain, we must experience emotions and feelings that tug at our heart and cause us to curse obscenely..
In a world that is rife wih emotionless people doing what they can to get ajead in the rat race, it is our humanity, our ability to feel pain that makes us realise we are still, above all, only human. Pleasure all the time? Itell you now that we would be insane.  We need that balance to remind us that we are only human.
Our humanity will save us when all is lost, when robots take over the world and we feel like there is no hope. The ability to feel one's pain to empathise, toknow that someone out there feels for you, is why humans will always need others.
Stones have no feelings. they are  inanimatus And we find that when we are in so much pain, we wish we too were inanimate. But the pain continmues to remind us that all is not fine. And as such to get rid of the pain we fix the problem."
The master walked to the corridor and came back with the accursed stone as the student had began to refer to it.

"When all we feel is pain and when all is lost, its our humanity that saves us from ourselves. The pain, as they say, only makes the joy that much greater."
With that he cast the stone into the garden.