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The Talking Tree

The Talking Tree

The more I learn about nature, the more amazed I am.  Did you know that trees communicate with each other through underground networks? They send nutrients to one another in times of need.  In times of stress they send warning signals to other trees.  

There is an infinite amount of knowledge that we do not yet have about ourselves and the world around us.  We are so limited by our senses and our minds.  I often wonder - what colors am I not seeing?  What sounds am I not hearing?  What do I really know?  What truth am I missing?   

I become overwhelmed by the realization that life is so beautiful, so rare, so unique, so magical, so mysterious.  How ever you look at it - spiritually or scientifically - we are a miracle.  We are microscopic blimps of life in a vast vast universe.  

But then, I think about what we are doing to ourselves...what we are doing to each other, to animals, to the ecosystem.  Why though?  For what? For this thing called "money" which we created that has NO meaning in the universe?  Superior intelligence would laugh at us.  In pursuit of money we leave behind what really matters - love, joy, exploration, learning.  Why can't we take care of each other?  Why have we let ourselves become brainwashed that we need all of these material things?  

Sometimes I wonder if I was meant for another world, another time.  This world... these times...  just doesn't make any sense to me.  

(06.25.2017)

 

 

 



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