I’m thinking about people and trees and how I wish I could be silent more, be more tree than anything else, less clumsy and loud, less crow, more cool white pine, and how it’s hard not to always want something else, not just to let the savage grass grow.
DENIM SKY
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"An organisation is like a
TREE.
Its growth is measured by the height it attains and the width it covers. It is largely considered GREEN because of its leaves.
Its fruits (financial results) depend solely on its roots (leaders).
If its branch (head) is functionally weak, the same part will always complain of being laden with too many leaves (employees) but the strong will grow more."
~Anuj Somany
Its growth is measured by the height it attains and the width it covers. It is largely considered GREEN because of its leaves.
Its fruits (financial results) depend solely on its roots (leaders).
If its branch (head) is functionally weak, the same part will always complain of being laden with too many leaves (employees) but the strong will grow more."
~Anuj Somany
It's the oldest story in the world. One day you're
seventeen and planning for someday. And then quietly, without you
ever really noticing, someday is today, and that someday is
yesterday and this is your life.
If you do not like where you are,
* M O V E * O N *
You are not a tree.
you know you're antisocial
when your best friend is a tree
when your best friend is a tree
