by BlisteredWhippet » Thu 17 Apr 2008, 01:29:49
The trees grew, the trees fell, the trees grew, the trees fell, the trees grew, the trees were chopped down, the land was plowed, the trees grew, and were chopped down, the land was plowed, cultivated, the crops planted, cultivated, planted, cultivated, planted, cultivated, planted, cultivated, fertilized, planted, cultivated, fertilized, planted, cultivated, fertilized, planted, cultivated, on on until it was cultivated no more and the trees grew, the trees grew, until their roots hit the hard pan clay and silt and rocks from the years of compaction and erosion, and the roots were solublized by alochols created by anaerobic bacteria which spread with the fetid water trapped underground, and spread diseases, created acids, toxified minerals, driving the biota before it, weakening the trees, suscepting them to disease, blight, beetles, worms, and the tree was cut down, the sod removed, the dirt pounded flat in prepration for burial.
We only see what is on the surface. We see a tree and think that we see the whole thing, but we do not, and never have. No one really looked, as surprising as that sounds. And by looked I meant felt, seen, and smelled. Who digs holes and looks? Who looks and understands?
We are on the verge of a new understanding of how things grow and live. In the development of this idea, we will look at plants a new way. We will not be sentimental about trees, or people that cut them down, or a harvest, or a culling. We are about to experience a different passage of time because the substrate of our existence is about to change, as the way we look at it changes. That substrate is the soil and by soil we mean biology, the biota, and by the biota we mean us.
We came from dust and will disappear as dust, if we do not align with the biota that create the conditions for our existence. The human being was helped every step of his journey from dust by a trillion hands, a universe of life that created the steps that made your mind possible. And these hands will hold us together if we let them, because they created us.
Great things are coming.