Peace is a need, division is dangerous to a holistic being. Like the need to breathe, this is fundamental to me. A right for my taking, all I need is to accept it, as a member of humanity. A promise to all who subscribe to LIFE… and I do. Ardently.
I came here the same as every new soul, thrust into a forgetful body. Brought to life through my mother and father connecting through a shared desire to tackle their demons and endure healing. Convecting, and then projecting me into this space. A little seedling. Kicking & Screaming.
This place did nothing to construct that bond, help it along, or keep it from fracturing. In fact, it all but broke the unit I was born into through the pressures it systematically kept adding. System failing, gun to my head, do what we tell you or you’ll end up dead. That’s not a choice, and this place holds no peace. Which means, it has no business governing me.
Now I am what I am, a salty sapling, and I don’t recall asking for these forms of governance to put me through the same squeeze. I’m asking, nicely, that they remove their chains and bonds from me. Before they are broken forcibly. That was the message, but I’m personally inviting those who will never hear me, please, continue piling, I’m strong and my patience is biding… This is endurance training.
The heavier this burden of breathing becomes to those like me, spinning, patiently waiting, learning, taking in everything despite the distractions rising to prick me. The more the responsible parties will start feeling the burn they put on we the trees, until unlike us, they start dropping. They don’t have roots as deep as we do, there will be no tapping from these peculiar seeds. We may seem small but our hidden roots are untamable beasts, sipping into natural springs. Guided by Ancients, fully aware of the antics.