Re: "I hate trees," she said.

Belljar, I know exactly how you feel!  I didn't used to commune with trees, but I have been for the past few years.  I did, however, have certain trees at my favorite park that I just loved to be around, even before I knew I was communicating with them.  Once I realized what friends they were, I was surprised I hadn't noticed what I was doing before.

I'll bet you were devastated when your mailbox friend was cut down.  Didn't it feel to you a little like murder?  When I see people just wantonly destroying living things without even giving a passing thought, it makes me sick to my soul.

Of course, my passion for trees started when I was young.  I was a true tomboy, and climbed trees all the time.  We had an apple tree that was perfect for lounging in, and when I really wanted a birdseye view, I climbed the huge cottonwood in the front yard.  My dad even built a ladder on it because the bottom branch was 15-20 feet off the ground!  I never felt scared, like I would fall, but I wouldn't do that now, LOL. 

My mom reminded me just today that we had a neighbor who HATED that cottonwood tree.  She kept bugging them to cut it down because it loses a lot of leaves, and my parents said "No way!"  They've always loved that tree, and today it's one of the tallest, most perfectly shaped cottonwoods I've ever seen.

Re: "I hate trees," she said.

When I was in college, one of my classmates said that she hated our town because it had so many trees, and that it would be a great idea to chop them all down.

She was an idiot, in more ways than one.

Re: "I hate trees," she said.

I am a queen of the circulating library
I have declared an amnesty
All books may be returned without a penalty
Return the books to me

Return the books
Don't burn the books
You cut down the trees to make paper disease

It's in the trees: it's coming

Return the book of knowledge
Return the marble index
File under "Paradox"

The forest is a college, each tree a university

I am a queen of the circulating library
I'm here to answer your enquiry

All knowledge resides within me

Your membership has expired
You are way past expiry dates

Words, words, words, words!
You may as well listen to the birds

Coil - Queens Of The Circulating Library

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queens_Of_ … ng_Library

a beautiful, haunting and mysterious "dark ambient" piece, well worth tracking down if you're able... The voice of the forest speaking.

BellJar, YES! Talk to the trees, touch them, learn from them! How thoughtless to hate a tree.... strange....

Tim

Re: "I hate trees," she said.

"Any fool can cut down a tree of majestic quality, but the one who can appreciate its grandeur; prolonging its intrinsic value as living soul tissue; treating it with reverence and dignity, will be the master of masters. The finest beauty and wealth comes from the caring hands that work the resources of the Mother Earth and pass these rare exhibitions of human achievement onto the future generations with pacified appreciation and divine understanding of the gifts bestowed upon us by past stewardship. The giants will fall eventually, and with prayerful respect for their earnest stature the artisan and the craftsman will lay them peacefully to rest in graves of fine symbols of mastery and art; and honored for their steadfastness against the prideful thinking of the careless heart"
~~carefulcarpenter

Fun fact: Great Tits are common in Europe

To know love is to know trust; to know oneself is to know truth
~~carefulcarpenter


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Re: "I hate trees," she said.

Okay lono.  Now we have a reason that she hates trees.  She doesn't
exactly hate trees, she hates stuff smashing her patio and her car.
Actually, she hates wind!

Re: "I hate trees," she said.

Tom Paine wrote:

Okay lono.  Now we have a reason that she hates trees.  She doesn't
exactly hate trees, she hates stuff smashing her patio and her car.
Actually, she hates wind!

Her car is God. Trees are heretics to her lord. Mr Goodwrench is her savior!

Fun fact: Great Tits are common in Europe

To know love is to know trust; to know oneself is to know truth
~~carefulcarpenter


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