Chapter 52

Somehow I don’t think waiting and hoping for the nutrients of a dying mother tree is the call here. I need to do something about the incoming tide of death right now. The fire is riding my ass, metaphorically speaking of course. Where would I even have an ass… not important.

The point I’m trying to make is that the fire is here, invading my space, if I wait for the wind to blow it elsewhere and away from me well yippee good for me but wind is a fickle thing and it might just come back. And come back swinging.

So I need to confront it and fix it now.

Two reasons, besides it coming back with a vengeance, jump out to me.

One, If the fire is too far away I’ll have to spend more nutrients trying to combat it elsewhere. And, more importantly, two if allowed to run rampant the fire will damage the ecology of the forest beyond repair.

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Living in a state where fires were a staple of life you hear that they can have a devastating affect on the local flora and fauna. And seeing as how I’m now definitely apart of that ecology it kind of makes me just a tiny bit interested in keeping the forest mostly intact.

I just don’t know how it can get done with the resources I ha…

Hold on, can I… cannibalize myself?

Oh hell no!

How the fuck have I found myself contemplating that shit as an option.

uh uh fuck that. I need to find some other way.

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Waiting for the death of a mother tree is not the right call here as I've said but I’m fresh out of ideas here and this seems like a viable option.

Fuuuuuuuuck me.

And fuck viable.

Holy shit I don't think i've ever desired the death of tree more in my entire life but I find myself hoping a mother tree dies soon.

I seriously don’t like this.

... I know this one thing though, my bde monument is not being cannibilized.

Fuck everything else that shit stays.