Most of us don't even know the biology of what goes on during hunger--and we don't have to--but we know we have it. Hambre and hunger and ecouter are words, symbols in our heads to describe this thing.
The same goes for birds, for flowers, for trees. You can know their names, you still won't know sheeyiznit about them. Some trees have roots you can mix with adobe to hold bricks together, some bark you can grind into a tea for nausea, some leaves you can use for dye.
Even if you didn't know the name of the tree, you'd know what it's good for.
So, honey, if I forget your name or accidentally call you by your best friend's ... isn't the fact that I know your favorite color is turquiose, and how you wanted to be the Black Power Ranger as a child, or how you and your mom call Sunflowers "Moonlight" because when you were four, you decided they reminded you more of night time?
Matios Emmanuel Berhe, February 24, 1444.
Letter to his you know who.
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Is your birthday really February 24?
Because that would mean you are a Pisces.
My second favourite sign.
(out of twelve, of course)
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