I visited the cemetery today and took pictures. I haven't been there for about a year, which is a shame. There were tombstones resting not three inches from the base of trees. Which leads me to my next question: what would it be like to be inside the veins and roots of a tree? To have little bits of yourself spread throughout this enormous--thing? It's almost without a doubt certain that the decomposed bodies are feeding the roots beyond what the basic dirt is doing...Morbid, yet realistic thought.
But if I had to be buried, I would want to be buried under a tree.
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