Dear Veronica , I am honored by your words. I would like to recommend your stack to my readers and would like it very much if you would recommend my stack to yours.
their lives are a prison. The escape is, as you so ably pointed out, is to focus outside the self. Thanks for this excellent path of contemplation showing how to focus the laser beam of consciousness outside one’s own narrow prison cell.'
Mwa. That is plant language.
Dear Veronica , I am honored by your words. I would like to recommend your stack to my readers and would like it very much if you would recommend my stack to yours.
with great pleasure, Judith
Dear plant,
Thank you for sharing your poem and wonderings.
Some humans wonder about the same things.
Not all of us see themselves as central to everything.
Those who do, those who you describe in your brilliant poem, are called narcissists.
They may be dictators. Or tyrants. Or Egomaniacs. Or Psychoterrorists.
The humans you are describing are from a certain species. A kinship which represents some of the worst human qualities and characteristics.
Like in the plant kindom, you know, there are differences in the human kindom too.
Not all humans belong to the same kinship.
Some are friendly symbionts.
Others are invasive.
Fortunately the invasive ones are in the minority.
Unfortunately they have proportionately a lot of power.
Therefore we need poems like this one from you.
We need you plants to defend this planet,
which is the same planet we are trying to protect and nurture too.
We love plants
and forests
and birds
and leaves
and buds, stems, branches, trees, roots, soil...
all the kinships you mentioned and beyond.
We are yearning for your voices.
I love this.
am honored by your words. I would like to recommend your stack to my readers and would like it very much if you would recommend my stack to yours.
A good read!
Xoxo
I am very grateful to you.
Hi J, you are right that for the self centered,
their lives are a prison. The escape is, as you so ably pointed out, is to focus outside the self. Thanks for this excellent path of contemplation showing how to focus the laser beam of consciousness outside one’s own narrow prison cell.'
Be the tree, the bird, the planet. If only humans could get out of their own heads… thank you for the profoundly written invitation to do so.
Thank you Judith. I loved this piece.
You have great talent. Right to heart of the matter. Loved this.
Beautiful as always
I also have plants talk to me
Often and simply same
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