Turn of affairs

Civilization breeds desperation. Why? Since the industrial revolution: carbon dioxide. Physicality can measure it. Climate has changed. Frightening things are happening. Can technology save us now? The stony knife that fed has evolved into the rifle that exterminates entire species. Can the snow machine make ice for the Antarctic? We're scared. 'Cause we got reason to be. But this ain't the first time we' scared. Remember back in the Dark Ages? There was this terrible plague that menaced to exterminate us. We were civilized then. Out of fear we turned to religion and to fanaticism and to cruelty. And not for the first time did we succumb to vehemence. Great civilizations like those of the Aztecs and the Incas...why the sanguine sacrifice? And the Romans? Why those games of death? And then, the dreadful downfalls.

Mother Earth is fuming. Mother Nature is sick and tired. Mother Love is aggrieved. Father Sun intervenes intensely. We're like a dysfunctional family as Humankind enters puberty. Capitalism is superfice. Globalization is hybridity. Indifference is sloth and comfort temptation. We seek the easy way out as we race 200 miles per hour straight towards a wall. We are so caught up in our little affairs, that the wisdom of Father and Mother won't reach us.

I still agree with Jane Goodall: there is reason for hope. We are of loving, generous origins, in spite of our carnivorous nature. We are of the river's soft rhythm that finds a path over time. We are of the lucid daylight that sheds clarity on our ills. We are of the herbs that cure ancient ails. And we are of the wind that carves beauty into stone. We are of the breath that kissed us into existence. We are of the union that through love created life. We are of the heart that makes music and of the womb that bears energy. We are of the hand that conceives, and of the eye that sees beyond physicality. We feel. We know. We just need to remember.