When the wind blows was a brilliant and starkly warning cartoon film about post nuclear war. It was something that couldn't be survived. This tree knows all about the wind blowing, it might not be from a nuclear blast but it is powerful enough to change another's nature. The tree does try to grow tall and straight but the wind restricts growth on the windward side, the sheltered side grows with little hindrance. The tree doesn't grow that way on purpose. Us humans have quaint old expressions for contending with the unbeatable, like peeing into the wind. And do you know, we still try to do it. Flow with the way of the universe it is much easier. . . and drier!
Sad to say, Rupert the Great Alaskan Malamute has moved on in his journey. If the end is part of a story then death is part of life. He was truly a good old chap, had he been human he would have had a wicked sense of humour; blended with a spiritual essence that is born of the universe. Safe journey old pal, safe journey.
On the edge of the River Lyn there are many magical places. Here are tiny woods and vast green fields of moss, fit for Unicorns to graze while Elves and Fairies watch from hidden nooks.
Written simply from the mind without the dooming clouds of mind altering substances interfering.
Keep your mind open and your eyes on nature. . . it's much of what you need in life.
And of the Unicorn? It is said that long ago the Unicorn whispered a message to mankind . . . "You believe in me, and I'll believe in you". Now isn't that magical?
Mmmm, I think you know too much already, but what the hell. . . retired firefighter, martial artist and self thought philosopher, some say cynic, some say skeptic, some know the truth. . . . most never will.