Seven billion plus, we are told, dirtying up the planet. Breathing in and out, farting, spitting dropping soil, beaching branches and leaves, leaving footprints, making their mark. Yet, nothing that the restless wind or next thunderstorm is incapable of washing away. One pair of feet erasing the next in an eternal parade from cradle to grave. The loftiest elements of paper and stone ever well-intentioned for the ages flying freely till it is soaked, soaked and dried ad infinitum, till all eventually crumbles in a hundred years or so and all is lost. This restless parade of ants carrying their crumbs back and forth across the thin filmy surface of a celestial sphere that perpetually turns in a cycle of incremental decay. Human civilization restless to exhume and digest the bones of all things past and by consuming them lay claim to the title of demigods. “Make way for the great leveler!” The goal posts of the ego flank the yawning maw of the grave.
Socially Informed Environmentalism