Imagine being a tree again. You are a tree viewing a human being in a way only a tree can. You can sense them and you have treedias formed about them but nothing is really certain, and you can't fully communicate all of your ideas with your brethren due to some circumstance of the inability to communicate such information in complexity.
As humans, we are to be godly in our relationship to trees. Cleanliness is godliness, they say.
As a lesser being to gods above us (as we are gods to trees) we are constantly watched, cared for, cut down and consumed by these gods. It is completely beyond our control. Paranoid as we may be, we must press on with no regard for the gods unless they successfully attempt to contact us and receive information back from us in return. But can they understand it in the ways which we communicate?
Wash All the Time/Being Watched
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