trees: …
Trees have it rough. Can barely move, have to compete for sunlight and soil nutrients, can’t scratch an itch, anything that can eat them will eat them without a care, can feel pain but lack a mouth to scream with.
Wanting to be alive as a tree shows how little one knows of them and is a typical case of greener grass on the other side.
Being willing to see only the good in others and envying them, yet unwilling to see the good in and resenting oneself. That’s why one needs a therapist.
This is good. It’s progress. Keep sharing these emotions and see them as they are. Eventually, acceptance will follow.
Assuming trees feel anything like humans.
There are always good and bad experiences, humanity is no different but we can’t exactly tell what a tree enjoys or how they may perceive reality.
Have you considered alien trees?
Yeah but have you seen those trees where the canopies are all like perfectly interlocked, not overlapping at all, and they’re just chilling together, being bros and sharing sunlight? That sounds pretty fucking sweet.
And then there’s climate change. Storm flood, then two years of draught, new pests, new deceases, how about another stormflood?
You did not see all the trees that died between them that didn’t get the sunlight, because well, they’re already dead and don’t exist anymore for them to be noticed by you. The canopies are perfectly interlocked exactly because of the competition, not a sign of no competition.
We are definitely one of the least competitive species by way of being able to see competitiveness as something undesirable and choosing something else. No other species has the power to choose like that, all other species simply compete as much as possible in their own little biome.
By the way, “altruism” is also competition - don’t altruists get recognized for their nobility and then get personal benefits (like sexual partners) from that recognition?
That’s because you only hear about the fake altruist the one doing it for benefits, real altruists do stuff without telling anyone, only to satisfy their own moral compass.
Like the loch Ness monster, no one knows if they exist.
Have the attitude of the tree: purposelessly growing, in which there are no shortcuts because every stage of the way is both beginning and ending
Alan Watts
Fuck yeah Alan watts. That from a specific book?
The way of Zen.
“Trees, man… Have you ever wondered what it’d be like to be one. Just existing. No place to be, no rush to get there. Seasons come and go, and I remain. Just existing.”
I think I’d prefer to be that 400 year old Greenland shark. Just moseying around the ocean, lurkin in the dark, senile as shit.
Crustaceans attached to your eyes… That’s… Well that’s going to be a no for me. But you do you.
So… braindead?
Living the dream, man, living the dream.
Didn’t they do some research on trees screaming when you chop them down and found out it actually happens? Or was that a fever dream from eating too many uncooked hot dogs
When a tree screams in the forest, but there is nobody there to hear…
Other trees, of course?
Non-brained
