Forest Bathing.

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Jarry Park, Montreal

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Where will there be left to hide, after we burn all things to the ground?

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Beams of light, ascension. 

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Revelation 8: 6-7

And the seven angels which had the seven trumpets prepared themselves to sound.

The first angel sounded, and there followed hail and fire mingled with blood, and they were cast upon the earth: and the third part of trees was burnt up, and all green grass was burnt up

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How different homo sapiens would be, if only we had the ability to photosynthesize. 

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Golden kisses from a January Sun, promises of summer greens. 

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A purple flame, colour temperature 1800K, burns quietly in the winter night. It demands no attention, but radiates memories of summer.