Which brings me to what I said in a different post. “We’re all trees.”This otherkin stuff is like a sicker version of the kids who thought they were vampires in high school.
I don’t mean we’re all literally trees. I mean, trees are immortal things. When they die, they come back as the grass, or a bird, or any of the number of living things. That’s what we all are. Our souls make us as immortal as the trees. When we die, we come back as something else. Maybe sometimes it is a tree. Maybe it’s a dragon, or a human.
We're all trees, and when we die, we turn into birds.... or dragons... but not a capybara. They're not as cool as dragons.
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