Trees

Trees are so nice. They're like buildings, tall, sturdy - but yet they still live. Since life has lived on land so have trees, and once we rot they will still remain.

We chop them down and trust their corpses to shield us from nature, and from them utters not a single complain. Their children surrounding them that witness this act harbor no ill will, they simply sit tall in indifference.

Would we even had been able to come about without their existence? Well, probably - something else would take its place, but we would in no way be the same. Our form is fitted for trees. The hands we used to use for grabbing branches we now use for grabbing tools. Our feet are mostly pointless now, at least our toes, considering the quite large normal-shoe to toe-shoe ratio. Speaking of that, check out this article from Kev Quirk about toe socks.

I wonder why there aren't any (mainstream) religions that worship trees. I mean sure, trees are somewhat holy in certain religions, and many different belief systems have specific holy trees, but I've never heard of one that goes all the way. Why don't tree-huggers embrace the name and come out with huggism? I suppose trees are too important to our lives, so the belief that all trees are holy must be too much to bear with their constant fall. That does imply that followers would consider the death of a tree as sacrilege, but if that weren't the case it would make it an easier religion to follow. Instead of avoiding wooden products like the plague, one could fully embrace the wood-nymph aesthetic (is that a real thing? update: not what I had in mind, but it exists) and live a nice life.

Anyways, I'm going to go stare at some trees.