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John Philipp's avatar

On my no-word sabbatical some years ago I was walking through the woods and saw a tree that had been hit by lightning, split down the middle, but still growing a new truck out of the tragedy. My first thought was, "Now, there's an ugly tree."

A moment later, in the stillness of the forest, it occurred to me that I was the only one there judging.

Changed my life, and I dropped the judgment reflex I had.

Well, almost. I still have trouble with checked shirts and striped shorts.

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Walyullah's avatar

Wound-wood, I couldn't help but thing of the covering up of dead matter with live matter as a sort of self-burial.

Also, woohoo, first to comment haha. Ah, the simple pleasures of life, like leaving the first comment on a post.

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