wanderers wonderers tramplers trespassers tree huggers forest bathers guests please stop and consider and imagine this though it cannot be proven through scientific tests with assurance that that maple tree or that raccoon or that river or that daisy or robin can understand feel ascertain what's best about your spiritual awakening your need for space or your oneness within but surely you can appreciate that in a turned stone or a bent blade or a snapped stick or any of it could be life changing to an ant. and to the flora and fauna the CO2 traces from your riverside chanting mantras likely offends as easily as morning breath. imagine your mood swing if you awoke to four fewer walls in your house or the smell of smoke from your kitchen. still not sure? imagine starlings picking your locks rabbits no-knock warranting your warren or an oak bashing in your back door. for sure to assume that they have not at considered length noticed you measured you unraveled you despite their collective legions the thousands of sensors- eyes and not eyes, ears and not ears, noses, mouths, appendages, teeth and claws- is truly sadly typically human of you an apposite animal indeed. these forest people eating light breathing water hearing vibrations and seeing sound do notice and when put that way it’s easy to feel ridiculously under evolved. me, my friends that I love are pretty gustatorily-typical folx all hands and forks into mouths unrefined yet we endure in our impure over refrigerated lightly cooked seasoned beyond comprehension Uber food chains really its assured that someday some worm will say to some other worm- idk but this shit tastes fake. for now my hot take the fact they let this disastrously overfamiliar friendly giant toddler ignore the childhood rules of animism [teddy bears be damned] suggests a measure of care and kindness and let it be-ness and mattering. and that i am not able to ask directly 'what do you think of me?' or 'may i enter?' or 'what family member have i stepped on?' in the same moment that they scatter from view is literally because I have never taken the time to learn the local language or weigh out my baggage or put roots down too. wanderers wonderers tramplers trespassers tree huggers forest bathers guests please stop and consider and imagine.