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AVOCADO GOD

that was a rough day with their aggressive cars heavy sky of electrical threats I came back scared from these thorny streets I need friendly things through the crack in the window I saw the static grandeur of the avocado tree that reigns quietly near here he watches indifferently as the days crumble occasionally throws up leaves in the wind and soon returns to rule the world like a divine and green organic colossus always blind I didn't realize but today I know it's the trees that matter and we are vassals viruses protozoa bacteria minuscule small nulls so don't be amazed: we're here to feed the trees and nothing else stop hysteria

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Date: 6/2/2022 2:51:00 AM
We are fortunate to have an avacado growing in our neighbor’s yard on both sides of us. We water one in summer when it gets too dry. The birds entertain at daybreak and love living in its shelter. I love its fruit! I enjoyed your poem and epiphany about the tree. Congratulations on your win. Blessings xxoo
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Marco Chies
Date: 6/2/2022 12:18:00 PM
I appreciate your kind words, Connie. The idea of a tree as god stems from another basic idea, which understands that trees are not joking on earth and serving us their fruits and wood: in fact, they seem to be patiently waiting for our death and degradation to serve as food for them. ...lol lol lol