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Tree Huger
And so the pagans burned by Mathew Hopkins command the witch finder general put to the stake the midwives along with everything they had learned See her tree huger in modern parlance if ridicule could be more verbal then laugh it off for the crazy girl Yet still by a stake and fire ‘twould better the arrogance and all denial with explanations of science would afford contemptuous and make our gesture the affirmation of piteous See her tree huger probably does that demons dance called yoga late at night and by the moonlight lets the madness take her “ It is a sad affair, we must learn again to understand, how to feel with our hearts and not judge with our minds and reconnect to the miracles of the divine ” Tree Huger Don’t listen to her there is no worth in wood other than from it to fashion what we would no sentience present devoid of any equal intelligence No emotive force no soul or spirit occupies commodity no intricate creation no chemical complexity no life force no energy The word is tree Better scorned and mayhap upon one time burned for the presumptions of iniquity and by irony chained and nailed to the severed limbs of a tree Make this hypocrisy of the air we breathe and has to place midst this finest technology and by books by religion by splitting the atom for all its promulgation cannot reproduce the leaf See her tree huger in this patronized joke let all her cohorts meander we know better we are clever a billion dollars is worth more than six hundred billion suns and you can calculate the number of leaves by counting the number of trees
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