True trees

I keep coming back to this concept of trees or 'true trees.'

Primarily because if you've read some of what I have written, I am quite fond of trees.

And I have also expressed that we as people as not vastly different from the very things that make life  possible in many ways.

Anyways, there is something about a true tree or an "honest tree" that is fresh and liberating.

If we can bend our consciousness enough in a time of mounting non-nature related stimuli, we might get somewhere meaningful with this concept or one similar.

But our egos and needs and sometimes overly self-obsessive tendencies can get in the way of such thought. Even when something this simple can collectively do great amounts of good.

Who doesn't like honesty? Who dislikes or despises a tree? Unless it's "getting in the way" of a home project or power line (hey you chose to live there and probably weren't there first), then it is pretty implausible to have ill will towards a tree or trees. Hopefully one likes breath regardless of how tough a day or week or year has been. 

These are uniting and simple and naturalistic concepts. And if we defeat or keep trying to separate ourselves from nature, we are caught up in a game where we are a miserable loser and separate again from what it means to actually be a human being.

Some thoughts and thanks for attending

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