Continuing the Nietzschean as Composter

Oh--but it would also take an infinite time for an infinite tree to fall, never getting closer to a center of gravity that pulls it inward. This all happens in a fall that has no reference outside itself, or no source for the gravity by which it falls except its own internal impetus--a falling into itself, away from itself. The pull of that earth to which the tree would fall is also falling; and the earth to which it would fall also rises with new growth. The tree takes on the aspect of gravity itself, pulling all up into itself even as it falls down. Even as it strives down into the earth, as an inverted tree, and grows roots in the sky. A rising and falling in all directions and no directions at once; a driving into unity and a pulling-apart into multiplicity all at once; even a driving into multiplicty and a pulling-apart into unity.

Is this just a metaphor? No. I tell you no. We are monkeys, always monkeys and we can only ever think the thoughts of monkeys. Monkeys are from the forest. It just so happens that we've wandered into deserts or make deserts of our own. In the sky of those deserts our mind still thinks there are trees--it is too used to them or accustomed to them to think of a sky without trees----and there is no height or canopy to bound the trees we see, so we start talking about infinite trees and other crazy things.