Unveiled Artist
Veteran Member
I never really thought too hard about trees in our environment. I'm always outside somewhere. I guess I took it for granted and that some, not all, feel the same either because it's their job or just maybe because one lives in the city.
A couple weeks ago I came from my home and saw a huge building size ditch surrounded by woods and townhouses (old) on either side. There's a park tucked away where you'd have to stumble upon it in its own utopia.
Yesterday, I saw them pulling up trees and now they all lay in big clumps with a lot more to go.
I stood there watching them and felt a pang in chest. I could actually feel the trees' pain.
I can't blame it on society. I'm sure many people feel similar from one degree to another. But I find that's one job I wouldn't go into. I can't imagine uprooting something I consider alive.
I kinda get why some say nature has its own spirits (animism). I considered myself that once. With this feeling, I'd probably say I am. It's sad.
Can you feel its pain.
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