We are the cacti people In the midst of the desert, we thrive: growing against will and circumstance, while everything around us dies. We resist the oasis: things that promise much, but deliver nothing. The cacti people are prickly to the touch, sensitive. handle us wrong, and we will hurt you, leaving you with a thorn or two to deal with. The cacti people are juicy inside, where the norishment is. Ever notice that the life inside us is always the thing that manages to substain us? We are the cacti people: Look closely, and you will see the blossoms produced from the tops of our heads.