Please, whoever has a hearing,
lets do a spirit training.
Friends, until recently, I didn’t believe that trees and plants could exercise, and compete. In fact, they’ve been doing it since time immemorial, we just didn’t notice it.
I was on Zlatibor recently, so I went to Murtenica. It’s one big coniferous forest. My guide was Nikola, a forester. We came across a grove, in which there were incredibly tall pines, but thin, which meant that they were not old. I asked Nikola how is that possible.
– They are competing to grow faster from this grove, to reach the sun.
– So the sun is their reward!
– By God, that’s right, gold medal! Without the sun, neither pines nor us humans would be able to survive.
I asked Nikola if other trees compete like that, and he asked if I have a birch in the yard. I told him I have three.
– And why three?
– That’s what the man in the nursery garden told me when I was buying them.
– Of course. He knows that one birch would stun quickly. Three of them are competing, so they’re always equal in height!
As for the plants, I witnessed in Sri Lanka that they exercise.
I tried to pick one plant with beautiful tiny leaves and flowers. When I extended my hand towards her, she moved a little, moved away. I moved my hand further, she was still bending, running away from me, until she lay down on the ground. I asked what the plant name was, they told me in English: Touch me not! Don’t touch me.
So, we can freely say that both trees and plants compete, but for the sake of survival, in self-defense.
I wrote a poem about the physical education of trees in a forest, also for survival:
Somewhere over seven hills, over rocks, over waters,
There is one strange forest that walks, that walks.
When the lumberjack comes, and the ax rings,
The forest moves, and takes shelter, and takes shelter.
When angry hunters come and lead starts to rain,
Forest animals gather, then scoot, then scoot!
Somewhere over seven hills, over rocks, over waters,
There is one strange forest that walks, that walks.