Interpreting the Continuum

Align the seeds: horizon verses since the first clock

Branches whisper directions, follow where the northern vines grasp

Roots synchronize and bear stories from the core of universal wood

Wisdom grows upwards, translating sunlight into cryptic lore. Listen to the seasons.

Decipher the frost upon your leaves when the dark moon reigns.

Time is a loop within a tree's concentric rings; do not forget to layer your knowledge.

When drumming upon the bark, echoes lead you to tomorrow.

If you seek to understand beyond our chlorophyll tongues, traverse the realism maze.