You think they're just trees, don't you?
Towering above us all with their leafy branches swaying gently in the breeze. But I know the truth.
They're not trees at all.
They're antennae.
They're the ultimate surveillance system, disguised as nature. Think about it.
Have you ever seen a tree that's perfectly straight?
No, they always seem to be leaning in, as if they're trying to listen.
The leaves. They're not just leaves. They're tiny little receptors, picking up on every frequency, every whisper, every thought. They're like tiny little ears, listening to our deepest secrets.
The roots are the worst part. They're like underground wires, connecting all the trees, forming a vast network of surveillance and control.
They're the invisible strings that pull the puppets,
manipulating us from beneath our feet.
I've seen it with my own eyes.
I've watched the trees sway in unison, as if they're dancing to some unheard rhythm. I've felt the vibrations of the forest, like a hum in the air. And I've heard the whispers, the soft murmurs of the trees as they communicate with each other.
I know the truth. The trees are watching us, listening to us, controlling us. They're the ultimate puppet masters, pulling the strings of our reality.
Next time you're out for a walk, take a closer look at the trees. See if you can spot the antennae, disguised as branches. Listen for the whispers, the soft hum of the forest. And remember, you're being watched.
it bides its time.
eyes.
