It was a self-regulating system, a triumph of nature and the God of Nature. It is the first and truest home we will ever know, and, in all probability, an unmatched gem.
In one short lifetime its wounds have accumulated grievously.
Our life-spawning planet has fallen prey to the foulest imaginable practices and philosophies. all portrayed as rational and in alignment with nature and the expected progression of Mankind.
So- the storyline reads: it is in the nature of things that we endure a succession of wars, famines, diseases, and natural disasters. The affluent insist these things are tolerable impediments on the road to betterment. And all are reassured to take comfort in the fact that science will heal us and the planet.
While, under cover of drunken illusions, unaccountable actors run amuck across the face of the earth scrambling to satiate unbounded lusts. They weave greed into a fabric of "truth," elevating it in status until it is deemed worthy of emulation everywhere, and at all times.
Any beauty and simplicity that marked pre-modern cultures is relegated to a past lacking redeeming virtues. And anyone who thinks otherwise is a hopeless loser.
Now this ethic is rapidly reinforced in a competitive rush, as, disease-like, it stretches its choking veneer wholecloth across the globe in the pursuit of "self interest."
Already, in measurable ways, nature has tipped its scale against us, sooner and more vigorously than thought possible.
The quality of life, sought, promised, and deserved world over is sliding past a foreshortened horizon, its distorted image fading with the sun into the sea.
I hear a voice arising inside that urges us, at the very least, to compose an explanation to the children standing behind.
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