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But death feeds on life. So it still does indirectly.
It’s the Circle of Life, and it moves us all through despair and hope, through faith and love, till we find our place on the path unwinding in the Circle, the Circle of Life.
So I have no issues with trees aging a few decades in a few seconds, but I do get hung up on saplings that start out a few inches apart that move several feet apart while growing. :P
They drag themselves along the ground by their roots, searching for more sunlight. Normally, it would take centuries for them to spread this far apart.
I heave a heavy Cy,press my Palm to my head & say: I’ll be Conifer a few days. Don’t Mulberry much over this, I’m not a Poplar commenter, though Acacia-nally I’m clever.
Willow is a pretty crummy tree to be memorialized by… most consider it a “junk” tree because the wood is so soft that any decent storm breaks off large chunks of it.
Syllogism : logic in liquid form, often mistaken for water due to similar specific weight and viscosity. Most sapient species have developed an ability to repel this substance.
Not to be confused with Syllojism, which is a liquid with a much high viscocity. Logicians tend to produce this liquid with emphatic shouts of “Yes! Yes! Yes to within a 0.5% margin of error!”
(Weeping) Willows symbolise mourning and I’m sure them getting damaged by some storm isn’t an issue in this particular comic. They’re good looking trees, symbolically relevant with a good variety of uses irl. Not what I would call junk.
Willow (weeping, or otherwise) is very resilient and flexible. Willow switches remain bendy even after it’s completely dried out and is excellent for weaving (baskets, furniture..). In fact, if one is looking to weave a willow fence, they can put the staves in the ground and they will eventually take root and become a “living fence.” (To prevent this, one must mix a 50/50 pot of turpentine & linseed oil, place the ends of the uprights into this to soak to seal the wood.)
So… For a wood to be able to take root after it’s dead makes it an excellent candiate for magical properties. And beautiful rebirth symbolism at a funeral.
Good riddance to a bad character. “He’s carrying handaxes! He must be a lumberjack here to harvest our magic tree! Hur ta Durr!” I might feel a little sympathetic if he hadn’t been immediately established as an ineffective idiot. His only redemption came in dying like a chump to provide pathos for a protagonist. Cheap, dirty, disposable.
His xenophobia and accusatory ways didn’t make him a bad character; it was a part of his character. And I think Syr established that the “lumberjack” thing was more of a petty excuse to lock up Byron, since, you know, he probably was pretty pissed that his daughter had been “sowwing seeds” with a human rather than some nice, elf boy. He is presented in this manner to show why the elves have stagnated as a people and how old mentalities and traditions die hard. Or in this case, die extemely-quickly-because-he-got-shot-in-the-head.
Also, I think that, just moments before his death, he probably was thinking of reconsidering his position after Syr’s display of anger at him.
Here comes a for serious moment: This is how I’ve always wanted to be buried. Well, I’ve always thought oak, and just one, and not magically accellerated, but hey, three willows would be cool too.
Yeah… If I can get my life together so that I can actually prepare for my funeral expenses (so my family won’t have to) ahead of time, I think I’d like the no-embalming-fluids-stick-me-in-a-pine-box-and-grow-a-big-tree-on-me ecological burial that was the norm 120 years ago or so.
I used to want cremation until I realised that the body’s still embalmed, and the chemicals released into the air are just as bad as the ones that leach into the ground.
We pollute and poison enough in our lifetimes (no matter how hard we try not to), I don’t wanna continue doing it after I’m gone. Blech.
I’ve given some though to being decapitated and having my head frozen in liquid nitrogen, while my body is harvested for organs and then burned to ashes or otherwise disposed of.
Oddly, all in the hopes of one day being brought back as some kind anti-vampire apparently…
Whoa..! Is it you? Is it me?
If you are an anti-vampire, does that mean you’re its non-reflection in the
mirror in the bathroom
please don’t break–
the door is locked;
just you and me.
can i take you to a restaurant..?
it’s got glass tables
you can watch yourself
while
you
are
eating
Looking over this entry, I can’t help but picture the Silver Surfer showing up just as those words are said, and deliver an announcement with a rather uncomfortable irony… =/
It’s actually not from any mythology, but from Orson Scott Card’s “Speaker of the Dead” and some of the following books. They are sometimes referred to as ‘Piggies’.
well, they didn’t ritualistically dissect him and I don’t think his consciousness has moved to the trees and I think they can reproduce in humanoid form instead of needing to be trees, but I guess having their corpse marked with a tree is kinda similar.
Plus, the people in charge of preparations for an open-casket funeral would have to be pretty shitty to not try and cover up a giant hole in the deceased’s head.
Discussion (95) ¬
I hear that regrets, false hopes, petty hatreds and fears all make wonderful fertilizer. Those’ll be some healthy trees.
The tree of liberty is watered with the regrets, false hopes, petty hatreds and fears of patriots!
Also their bodily excretions.
You, sir, (or madam, for that matter), are a epicness and solemnity pooper … ^^
so now, the next panel is everyone taking a solemn poop.
Ch-Ch-Chia
The Scooby-Doo Chia Pet is particularly …WRONG-looking.
I heard a story in which someone decided to water their chia pet exclusively with root beer. It very quickly resembled Don King.
gonna plant a weeping willow
on the bank of the stream, it will grow, grow, grow…
Bastion, “Build That Wall”?
This is necessary.
Life feeds on life.
feeds on life
feeds on life
feeds on life
feeds on dissolved minerals and sunlight
COMBO BREAKER
feeds on butthurt
Except when it feeds of death. Decomposers and scavengers and such.
But death feeds on life. So it still does indirectly.
It’s the Circle of Life, and it moves us all through despair and hope, through faith and love, till we find our place on the path unwinding in the Circle, the Circle of Life.
Awingawhack, awingawhack, awingawhack, awingawhack, awingawhack, awingawhack, awingawhack, awingawhack…
Later in the series, Frigg is given an elven burial just outside Hogwarts.
It took me a second to get that. Well played!
Huh…?
OOOOH
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH
I like this guy.
That took me a few minutes as well. Well done! Well done! Also, excellent icon of blue Byron and blue Gravedust to go with it. XD
+1 Uranium Star.
Sponsored by Miracle Gro.
“It ensures that fully-grown trees are spaced at least 2-3m apart, even if the seedlings are placed just next to each other!”
Beautiful.
In life: Naror’Nj
In death: treebeard
This comic needs more Ents. I ask, no, DEMAND that Naror’Nj be reborn as a Walking Weeping Willow.
Pretty please?
Would it be ent’ertaining?
You will be a root in death, for being such a D!@k in life.
So I have no issues with trees aging a few decades in a few seconds, but I do get hung up on saplings that start out a few inches apart that move several feet apart while growing. :P
I think that’s just the game code … if the server had allowed three trees to spawn so close together, the collisions may have crashed the local shard.
The saplings are actually the same distance apart as the trees. They’re just much farther from the camera than the elf’s hand is.
Either that, or those three saplings have nothing to do with that tree, which grew from three completely different saplings. Take your pick.
It’s magic!
and you know,
youre the one
who can put out the fire
Creeping Willows
They drag themselves along the ground by their roots, searching for more sunlight. Normally, it would take centuries for them to spread this far apart.
it’s perfectly logical….
Once more into the beech and all that. :D
Yeah… I had problems with that too. I suppose it is magic.
Oh, don’t pine over it.
Couldn’t resist needling, could yew? What a sap.
Jeez, people will birch about anything here.
It looked oak-kay to me.
I heave a heavy Cy,press my Palm to my head & say: I’ll be Conifer a few days. Don’t Mulberry much over this, I’m not a Poplar commenter, though Acacia-nally I’m clever.
D’aw, my comment inspired a pun-run. I feel so special.
That poem at the end is kind of awesome.
It’s awesomely anti-vegetarian/vegan :D
How’s that? Plants are alive until they are killed for food or die naturally, just like animals.
“It’s life that we eat” – that doesn’t just include plants.
Willow is a pretty crummy tree to be memorialized by… most consider it a “junk” tree because the wood is so soft that any decent storm breaks off large chunks of it.
He was a pretty crummy character, so that jug holds some logic juice.
Logic juice? Is this substance measurable by SI units?
Syllogism : logic in liquid form, often mistaken for water due to similar specific weight and viscosity. Most sapient species have developed an ability to repel this substance.
In an Archimedean screw press, syllogism can be turned into a Platonic solid with a high dialectic constant.
Is Syllogism acidic? If so, could someone literally be…
BLINDED WITH SCIENCE?
Not to be confused with Syllojism, which is a liquid with a much high viscocity. Logicians tend to produce this liquid with emphatic shouts of “Yes! Yes! Yes to within a 0.5% margin of error!”
(Weeping) Willows symbolise mourning and I’m sure them getting damaged by some storm isn’t an issue in this particular comic. They’re good looking trees, symbolically relevant with a good variety of uses irl. Not what I would call junk.
“Edit”: The elves planted willows over all the graves.
What the Captain said.
If they’d wanted to be “insulting” they could’ve planted wisteria…? Y’know, clingy, it just won’t give up, chokes out other plants in its vicinity…
Willow (weeping, or otherwise) is very resilient and flexible. Willow switches remain bendy even after it’s completely dried out and is excellent for weaving (baskets, furniture..). In fact, if one is looking to weave a willow fence, they can put the staves in the ground and they will eventually take root and become a “living fence.” (To prevent this, one must mix a 50/50 pot of turpentine & linseed oil, place the ends of the uprights into this to soak to seal the wood.)
So… For a wood to be able to take root after it’s dead makes it an excellent candiate for magical properties. And beautiful rebirth symbolism at a funeral.
Or pine.
Man I hate pine so much, don’t ask why.
It’s personal.
Why do you hate pine so much?
Did a pine tree needle you in your youth?
Or did you snog some Pine-sol thinking it was bourbon?
Good riddance to a bad character. “He’s carrying handaxes! He must be a lumberjack here to harvest our magic tree! Hur ta Durr!” I might feel a little sympathetic if he hadn’t been immediately established as an ineffective idiot. His only redemption came in dying like a chump to provide pathos for a protagonist. Cheap, dirty, disposable.
His xenophobia and accusatory ways didn’t make him a bad character; it was a part of his character. And I think Syr established that the “lumberjack” thing was more of a petty excuse to lock up Byron, since, you know, he probably was pretty pissed that his daughter had been “sowwing seeds” with a human rather than some nice, elf boy. He is presented in this manner to show why the elves have stagnated as a people and how old mentalities and traditions die hard. Or in this case, die extemely-quickly-because-he-got-shot-in-the-head.
Also, I think that, just moments before his death, he probably was thinking of reconsidering his position after Syr’s display of anger at him.
But then his thoughts got interrupted, of course.
His thoughts: “How did an arrow get in here? I wasn’t thinking about arrows.”
Thoughts about arrows suddenly entered his head!
“And as we forgive those who would seek to do us harm, we hope that they forgive us when we must return the effort in the name of survival.”
I don’t think the Savage Tribes are going to like what comes next… I’m thinking.
Here comes a for serious moment: This is how I’ve always wanted to be buried. Well, I’ve always thought oak, and just one, and not magically accellerated, but hey, three willows would be cool too.
Yeah… If I can get my life together so that I can actually prepare for my funeral expenses (so my family won’t have to) ahead of time, I think I’d like the no-embalming-fluids-stick-me-in-a-pine-box-and-grow-a-big-tree-on-me ecological burial that was the norm 120 years ago or so.
I used to want cremation until I realised that the body’s still embalmed, and the chemicals released into the air are just as bad as the ones that leach into the ground.
We pollute and poison enough in our lifetimes (no matter how hard we try not to), I don’t wanna continue doing it after I’m gone. Blech.
I kinda want to be mummified and put under a granite pyramid. But that’s just me.
I’ve given some though to being decapitated and having my head frozen in liquid nitrogen, while my body is harvested for organs and then burned to ashes or otherwise disposed of.
Oddly, all in the hopes of one day being brought back as some kind anti-vampire apparently…
Whoa..! Is it you? Is it me?
If you are an anti-vampire, does that mean you’re its non-reflection in the
mirror in the bathroom
please don’t break–
the door is locked;
just you and me.
can i take you to a restaurant..?
it’s got glass tables
you can watch yourself
while
you
are
eating
maggPi, call 1-800-TANGENTIALTHOUGHTS…. nice therapist will make you aww betta:)
My organ donor card says use what you can and mulch the rest.
Looking over this entry, I can’t help but picture the Silver Surfer showing up just as those words are said, and deliver an announcement with a rather uncomfortable irony… =/
“…and in conclusion let us join together in the traditional hymn of our people during times of war: Bitches get stitches.”
No.
Only living people get stitches.
Dead people get stitches, too. Mummies, Frankenstein’s Monster, motor vehicle accident victims whose relatives want an open casket funeral…
So wood elves are like Pequeninos?
Oooo! What folklore is that?? I am a glutton for folklore!
It’s actually not from any mythology, but from Orson Scott Card’s “Speaker of the Dead” and some of the following books. They are sometimes referred to as ‘Piggies’.
well, they didn’t ritualistically dissect him and I don’t think his consciousness has moved to the trees and I think they can reproduce in humanoid form instead of needing to be trees, but I guess having their corpse marked with a tree is kinda similar.
Love that creedo. Always nice when you end with a rhyme.
You’re thinking of “credo”. “Creedo” worked for Jabba and Han blew him away.
wasn’t that greedo?
Pretty sure it was Gheed.
That is a very small, clean hole in his head. I would think the arrowhead would tear a bit more, or the brain tissue would be visible.
But that would be hard to draw. And I can’t nitpick, I would have forgotten to draw the hole entirely.
Plus, the people in charge of preparations for an open-casket funeral would have to be pretty shitty to not try and cover up a giant hole in the deceased’s head.
See the arrow flying thru my avatar’s head? Dat’s a biiig hole.
Every decent mortician keeps a large supply of wood putty handy.