“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,
@Demonsthenes13 one thing is for sure. Aughra's midichlorian count is off the chart
@matera was about to say...I've watched Child's Play...that usually is the MO
Q. If a hipster falls in the forest, does it make a sound?
A. Yes, but you'll probably never hear it. #hipsterjokes
@Demonsthenes13 for a clue. I've been crawling on my belly, clearing out what could've been
@Demonsthenes13 I've been picking scabs again
All that is shiny easily distracts us
Not all who are lost were wandering
To this endless adventure we acquiesce
Not all who waste time were squandering
With sometimes a lot, and sometimes a little in our haul
We are the shadows that the light creates
With caffeine fueling our often awkward footfall
The journey we take wherever slowly abates