Tribe culture is a lesson plan for the planet.
Is the sun rising or the sky falling?
I see perspective askew, slanted, pouring itself into the horizon.
We are taught in schools to be individually successful in life.
Tribe tuition could create community commitment in this separationalist society.
We are our friends and family, not the singular view of our eyes. We are the semiotics of life combined.
You, you are a part not apart, of the world. Even islands have roots. Soil and water, air and light. We are the all seeing, blind with sight.
Ask me for help, I’ll ask you, we’ll seek out others, so we make it through. A collection of islands made of trees, blossoming in our interconnected seas.