No one’s going to remember me or the pain that I tread.
No one’s going to remember me or the life that I lead.
No one’s going to see the lack of joy in me as misery caused by human pain.
It’s a sad sad day when the only things you love are the things that are not man made.
When you perceive the fact that everything in this world that’s worth perceiving
are not the cars and houses and devices of man but the trees and the beaches.
That the most beautiful things that life has to give are out of your hands
for man did not make them.
Man can not perceive the power in a tree.
Man can not perceive the love the world can be.
What do you say to the world where everything man made causes pain.
What do you say of the world where everything worth living for can’t walk down the lane.
When a tree stands alone is the most beautiful thing to see.
When a tree stands alone will it out live our misery.
If all the world were nothing but trees would love cease to be.
-Laura Ann Tull
I was in a weird bad mood when I wrote this walking by the Santa Monica airport recording my thoughts into my phone. I changed the final version and cleaned it up. I realized what would happen if we disappeared. It is that old proverb if a tree falls in the woods does it still make a sound if we are not there to hear it.