If mother earth were actually
just another human being,
I fear that she would experience
most other humans as sociopaths
with very limited regard for others
as well as the planet herself.
It is not just the majorities of people
that are and live this way,
but their cultures and politics
that encourage this to be so
under some grand notion
of human consciousness entitlement.
The impotency of humans’ agreement
to agree with themselves
has created great waves
of denial and plunder
as if the planet were a stage
for juvenile act outs to be
the species total self-involvement
and painfully so unto itself.
There is somehow a broad based belief
that we, as a species,
have a platinum card to play
against extinction
and an endless supply of options
to continue in much the same way
as we have in the past.
Our insularity impresses us.
Our inefficiencies are called
lifestyle considerations.
Our governments, as caretakers,
take care of themselves
in their own form
of refined pillage and plight.
We, at best, by our methods
of governing,
exhibit classless sibling rivalries
as posture, pomp
and inexplicable circumstance.
As our own green house experiment,
we have permanently damaged
the green house itself
and we are now hybrids to the cause,
not native to the soil much anymore.
At best, we have weed personality traits
in a feast and famine way
and we are hardly eatable
in any cosmic sense
either as a main course
much less even as a side dish
to something else.
We have been feasting for a long time
and now we can become
the feast offered
on a much larger table
in which we will not be
the honored invited guests.
Somewhere on the food chain theory,
we may discover that earth itself,
is not and was not,
an eventual vending machine
in which we are soon out of quarters,
then also out of bills,
where no one is restocking,
with no deliveries coming,
and then finally,
no more biting the hand that feed us.
Reality, for humans,
is a form of blatant dyslexic myopia,
made prominent by a species
bent on self and confoundedly
bent over on self-destruction . . .
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