Bamboo is like the pietistic worship in a congregation: hollow, rigid, enlightened, superficially calming… and food for Pandas.
Mike: a bamboo hater! Who can hate bamboo? (Maybe someday I’ll write about how I got lost in a bamboo forest in the highlands of Fiji. But still, even as I started to plan eating bugs and starting a fire with my bare hands, the whole time I was thinking, “This sure is pretty.”)
I will admit that it is pretty.
….and in some countries it is used to cane people. 😛
The rigidity, the hollowness, the greenness. I’m feeling bamboozled.
Nice, huh?
Are you Going GREEN on us now? 😉
It’s blog fung-shwe, yoga for your mind.
Bamboo is like the pietistic worship in a congregation: hollow, rigid, enlightened, superficially calming… and food for Pandas.
Mike: a bamboo hater! Who can hate bamboo? (Maybe someday I’ll write about how I got lost in a bamboo forest in the highlands of Fiji. But still, even as I started to plan eating bugs and starting a fire with my bare hands, the whole time I was thinking, “This sure is pretty.”)
I will admit that it is pretty.
….and in some countries it is used to cane people. 😛
The rigidity, the hollowness, the greenness. I’m feeling bamboozled.