Von: Margarethe Faust

Margarethe Faust — Mon, 02 Jul 2018 14:22:12 +0000

Dear UP III,
yesterday I visited your friends. I do not know any person in particular, but it was good to say hello, it was good to see the forest again. Though sad. A path has been cleared, but not even throughly, „lovingly“, as a gardener would do, taking a branch away here and there. No. Drying branches are lying around, half broken off the trees. A way I remember being few more than a footpath, now is a way, broad enough for cars to pass. But I do not want to talk about sad things – you are so brave, so I rather cheer you up. I supported and brought things along, needed things, food and pallets. There is nothing criminal about bringing presents, so off I went, warmly received and welcomed.
I took some photos of the forest, one blurred, because I didn’t stand still enough. Two photos, which talk to you: „Hey, UP III, we are the trees, the ferns, the undergrowth, the birds, the air, the flies, the birds, the foliage, the smell, the destructed barricades and the good mind of the people here, rebuilding them. We Are Here! And we will be here! We wait for you! We are in your soul, each and every single tree, fight and song. We don’t forget you, we do not give you up. Be it four months, they WILL pass. One after the other. And then you come back. We will give you a heartful wellcome. We, the trees, the activists – and also the many sympathisants, who are with you in their hearts, just as I am, as many are.
So here are the photos, talking to you, calling you, laughing with you, laughing, because life is beautiful. And not one of the representatives of the system who want to tell you, life is but a sad place, can silence us, talking like this to you.

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Von: Margarethe Faust