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“For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there,

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"To love a swamp, however, is to love what is muted and marginal, what exists in the shadows, what shoulders its way out of mud and scurries along the damp edges of what is most commonly praised. And sometimes its invisibility is a blessing. Swamps and bogs are places of transition and wild growth, breeding grounds, experimental labs where organisms and ideas have the luxury of being out of the spotlight, where the imagination can mutate and mate, send tendrils into and out of the water."

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“Veins of lightning flared and throbbed behind the wall of clouds, turning the bruised sky pink, and I felt I was being granted glimpses of blood pulsing silently through the ventricles of an immense human heart.”
― Tan Twan Eng, The Gift of Rain

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If anybody is interested, our local school is doing fundraising and it would be highly appreciated if y'all could visit the link to help out : :blobcoffeeraccoon:
Please click on the following link to support Jacob Glascock.
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“We all have forests on our minds. Forests unexplored, unending. Each one of us gets lost in the forest, every night, alone.” ― Ursula K. Le Guin

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