Oak Tree #2, #1
#2
Two small acorns were speaking at the top of an Oak tree. As the conversation evolved, the subject of their inevitable descension arose. They expressed to one another their fear of the involuntary nature of the fall and separation from the abundant nourishment that had caused their growth. With dismal anticipation of the eventual drop, they looked out at the surrounding woods and suddenly came to a comforting revelation. Perhaps their plummet would not ultimately result in their death and decay, but rather, in the birth of a new tree.
#1
Curiously, a large Oak tree found its way into the street during the night. As it was beginning to grow weary the previous evening, a new thought found its way into the mix of half-sleeping ponderances.
"Do i, like so many of the creatures that wander these woods, have the ability to move?"
And, by an odd coincidence, this particular tree did. So, uprooting itself, it wandered to a nearby road where it fell asleep from exhaustion. After all, it had never before made an attempt at mobility and was quite unprepared for the exertion required.
When it awoke in the morning, it had completely forgotten what transpired, and was now focusing all attention on figuring out how it had gotten where it was currently standing. It may
have eventually come to the correct conclusion had it not been for its ill fate brought on by a large truck approaching from the north. The driver, so baffled by the sight, neglected to slow down. With a great echoing crack, the tree would think no more.
Two small acorns were speaking at the top of an Oak tree. As the conversation evolved, the subject of their inevitable descension arose. They expressed to one another their fear of the involuntary nature of the fall and separation from the abundant nourishment that had caused their growth. With dismal anticipation of the eventual drop, they looked out at the surrounding woods and suddenly came to a comforting revelation. Perhaps their plummet would not ultimately result in their death and decay, but rather, in the birth of a new tree.
#1
Curiously, a large Oak tree found its way into the street during the night. As it was beginning to grow weary the previous evening, a new thought found its way into the mix of half-sleeping ponderances.
"Do i, like so many of the creatures that wander these woods, have the ability to move?"
And, by an odd coincidence, this particular tree did. So, uprooting itself, it wandered to a nearby road where it fell asleep from exhaustion. After all, it had never before made an attempt at mobility and was quite unprepared for the exertion required.
When it awoke in the morning, it had completely forgotten what transpired, and was now focusing all attention on figuring out how it had gotten where it was currently standing. It may
have eventually come to the correct conclusion had it not been for its ill fate brought on by a large truck approaching from the north. The driver, so baffled by the sight, neglected to slow down. With a great echoing crack, the tree would think no more.
posted by Still Daddy at 10:06 PM
1 Comments:
Yes, i'm posting comments in my own blog again. Docs Dope, author of the two above comments, has a blog in which he tells a story of a prostitute he purchased for an evening. In response to the story, as well as to the first comment he left me, i placed the proceeding comment in his blog. I'm leaving it here so you have a reference between his first and second comments:
Docs,
While i appreciate your dropping by my blog, i can't say red panties, sexy as they may be, will ever find their way into my blog in quite the way that they have in yours.
I will say this: You embarrass yourself, and me, as a male in the way you objectify and degrade women. If you're going to hurt anyone filling the void in your life, make sure it's only yourself.
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