How many of us make it through the day? At times it appears as if the existence is nothing but a trance; transcended to a static. A reality conjured from the lost ability of logic, ated surreal fog so dense it creates a warped reality.
I calculated my footprint (http://www.footprintnetwork.org/en/index.php/GFN/page/calculators/), for a world full of me with the same population it take about 7.5 earths to be survive. Existence is replaced with consumption, with a lost meaning. The tuna in the can, the pre cut fillets, the oats that come with sugar and cinnamon, the milk with no fat. What happened to the live tuna we cleaned, what happened to the butcher, where is the natural oats and can of sugar and sticks of cinnamon. In-Vitro Burger; people (http://www.newyorker.com/online/2011/05/23/110523on_audio_specter) the victory, the new Babylon.
The parasite has grown out of control, it has made its way through the last frontier (http://www.nytimes.com/2011/06/08/opinion/08friedman.html). The generation of ignorants will grow, consume the minority and establish a perfect network for failure. Out of water, out of air, we will plug into the grid. Welcome to the blob, the 9th circle. We are waist deep in waste, we are bleeding smog from the eyes, with wings already trimmed (them wings, they ain't in anymore)
We have used it all up, there is nothing left!!!!
No comments:
Post a Comment