Suppose you wanted to crucify a tree. Would you nail it to the ground?
Suppose you could undo some violent event of your choice. Could you recover the future as it had been before that break in time, so full of promise?
Suppose winter were all you knew. How would you explain the shape of a tree, the arrangements of its limbs, the gestures of its twigs? Would you ever assume such an outlandish thing as a leaf?
Suppose you’d been educated in the darkness, like a druid. How would you explain the effrontery of laurel, holding up its little, waxen effigies of shadow in broad daylight?
Suppose you could change position from one moment to the next, but you couldn’t change where you’d been. How would conversion be possible? If you left your past behind you, what’s to convert?
Suppose you planted each nail with the idea that it might set root…
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