Well, not art, exactly. It is through these structures of synapses in compound webs that a forest thinks.

Balance is all.

Colour too.

And look how a random imbalance thrusts the energy off the edge of the thought, making you want to follow, and feeling broken for not being able to.

Well, that’s what I see. Beautiful, huh! Now, look at the grassland floor.

It’s the same complex, thinking web. The thought, here, though, is not something that a scientific understanding can approach. It can get this far.

The rest is the body’s business.