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The trees lumbered across the field.
It was a weird thing to watch. When a tree settled to rest or sniff at an interesting crocus, she could almost believe that it had been rooted to the spot for years; then the huge body would raise up on spidery roots and trundle forward with stupid placidity to follow the herd. When they all had settled to rest in the morning light, it was like the field had been turned into a misty woodland in seconds.
A sapling bounded up to her and sniffed at her wrist before bounding off again, spindly roots kicking with delight.
"It's pretty simple work," said the farmer. "We let them out to get some fresh air and sunlight, check them for blight. Every so often we have to lay out some manure, but that's pretty much it."
She watched the sapling. It stumbled on its own limbs and limped into the shade of its mother.
"It's pretty similar to raising cattle," said the farmer. "We raise them up for a couple years, and when they get big enough we take them down to the slaughterhouse and have them butchered."
"Wouldn't you send them to a logging mill or something?"
"Nope."
A chickadee whirred through the air and lighted onto a branch.
"There's good money in it, too," said the farmer. "There's a lot of demand for certain cuts of tree meat."
"You mean wood?"
"Nope."
There was a blur of branches. The tree ate the chickadee.
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eveeyehorizons · 4 months
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Hope everyone is obediently agreeing to the yearly contract of Satan's Clausel and gracefully offering your chromosomes under the pine tree that is cut up from its source so clean. so Satan can come down your chimney and collect your golden honey plasma.
The Enslavement is tradition. Free will your delusion.
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“The cheerful man who does good deeds … is strong and carefree; but he who takes no heed of what is right and does not do what he should is distressed by all those things…”
— Democritus, Fragments, B174
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The song "Congregation" by Low explores the dynamics and complexities of a group of people coming together as a congregation, possibly in a religious or metaphorical sense. The lyrics suggest various themes related to division, indecision, distraction, isolation, and tradition.
The opening lines, "Sometimes, the congregation takes the other side, an inquisition of familiar lies," suggests that within this congregation, there is a tendency for individuals to take opposing viewpoints, possibly leading to conflict. The mention of an "inquisition of familiar lies" implies a questioning of truth and a potential lack of authenticity within the group.
The next verse, "Sometimes, the congregation can't make up its mind, incarceration creeps up from behind," hints at a lack of consensus and the fear of being confined or limited by the decisions and ideas of the group. It suggests that individual opinions may be suppressed or silenced, leading to a sense of confinement or imprisonment.
The line, "The implication is its own device, in the middle of a salient fight," suggests that the congregation's own assumptions or implications about various matters can contribute to internal conflicts or struggles. These conflicts may arise from the congregation's own misunderstandings or prejudices.
The following verse, "Sometimes, the congregation can't be satisfied, can't be bothered with the ways and whys," implies a sense of dissatisfaction or apathy within the group. It suggests that the congregation may not be interested in understanding the reasons or motivations for their beliefs or practices. This could lead to a stagnant and unchanging nature within the congregation, a resistance to questioning or evolving.
Finally, the line, "Generations like their ways and times," implies that the congregation is rooted in tradition and has a preference for adhering to the practices and beliefs of their own generation. This suggests a resistance to change and a tendency to hold onto established customs and values.
Overall, "Congregation" examines the challenges and conflicts that can arise within a group of people united by a shared purpose or belief. It delves into the themes of division, imprisonment, conformity, dissatisfaction, and tradition, prompting reflection on the complexities of congregational dynamics.
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Openness must always take on fear. Openness to the shadows, one's own and the world's. Openness means accepting the holes and tears without lamenting them. Having curiosity for what might come. Accepting that this world is a terrain of transformation, and that there is no transformation that does not also hurt. This pain is part of reality. Every experience is one of being wounded by reality, but also, unavoidably, one of being transformed by reality. And on the other hand, it transforms reality into something that is entirely one's own.
Matter & Desire: An Erotic Ecology
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For things to reveal themselves to us, we need to be ready to abandon our views about them.
-Thich Nhat Hanh
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Sometimes people think they know you. They know a few facts about you, and they piece you together in a way that makes sense to them. And if you don't know yourself very well, you might even believe that they are right. But the truth is, that isn't you at all.
Leila Sales, This Song Will Save Your Life
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