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jacquelyn sauriol's avatar

The tree has fallen and the vine has withered. The men again build wooden houses. They do not learn from those down South and their adobe, real adobe, or rammed earth. The wood house lasered to ash, but the tree and vine remains standing, it's leaves intact. A small fire grows within. It is the metal that burnt into molten. What would the sage say to this?

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Tarn - mutual eye-rolling's avatar

I take it to mean that we are free to do wrong.

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