The soil spread the message for survival, “Only those who follow the rules of the game will survive.”
A fear psychosis grips some as they struggle to find the colour of their roots.
Attired in different shades of light, some trees know it’s only an illusion for powers that be that they are on the path to victory. They are willing to play the game.
The following season will bring leaders with different colours, and the forest will comply again.
Roots discuss how to supply the essential nutrients for each season.
The underground is changing, and the results will show.
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survival is the name of the game. Very evocative.
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The underground does show up, but takes a long time to do so.
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A fear psychosis grips some as they struggle to find the colour of their roots.
Sounds uncomfortably close to home, Reena.
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Poetry is about awakening dormant instincts.
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Well, you did your job when you wrote that line!
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😀😀
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It’s interesting how the rules of the game always change as soon as I think I have them figured out.
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Someone is moving goalposts to make you feel inadequate 😂. Thanks, Russell!
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This seems like it could be a metaphor, Reena. Things are certainly changing here in the States 🙂
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Power games are similar everywhere. Timelines may differ.
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