Feed Me to the Forest

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Sadness gives depth. Happiness gives height. Sadness gives roots. Happiness gives branches. Happiness is like a tree going into the sky, and sadness is like the roots going down into the womb of the earth. Both are needed, and the higher a tree goes, the deeper it goes, simultaneously. The bigger the tree, the bigger will be its roots. In fact, it is always in proportion. That’s its balance.
Osho  (via coffeeshopquotes)

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02/26/12
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I'm a young man with an old mind and a feeble heart. One that loves too soon and too long. I wish to be whisked away from these meager cultural trivialities and to be thrust into the vastness of the dwindling wilderness of the world. I find irony in everything, especially my thirst for nature being broadcast on an internet blog. But regardless, I'll spend all my time on here looking at birds and skies and trees, fish and foxes and masses of water. If that excites your passions: join me, my dear friend. Or you know, there are my writing and music blogs up there, too, if that's more your forte.

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