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The Ever-Blossoming Tree
I’m sitting beneath a tree,
Tangled
In the roots,
My fingers gripping those
Of each soil-soaked tendril
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Trans-Universal
I tell this story to my children often enough that I fear they will memorize it and think it real. I thought it was real too when I was younger. Now I know better.
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The way I see it (photography)
"What is photograph?"
"Don't you just take pictures of stuff?"
"Why do you need a camera? It's a waste of money, just use your phone."
Those are questions I get every time I talk about photography...