It amazes me how we as humans and some more than others tend to analyse life to the point that it becomes unrecognizable. I mean look at the mountains. As soon as you pull them apart and classify its elements. Grey rocks built upon some magical fairy dust with this much oxygen per cubic measure-o-meter. Blah blah. Holy fuck folks.
No! It is simply beautiful. If we can just stop thinking about it and just take it in. Just allow the beauty to talk to us. And allow the wind to whisper to us. Maybe we are not as grand, us humans, as we think we are. Maybe we don’t know a freaking thing.
The mountains maybe know more. Nature is there to be experienced and tested. Not analyzed So the next time you feel like you are analyzing your situation just freaking stop. Go to the Mountains and see what they says.
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