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Protection agencies…6 pictures

Industry, Pollution, Smog, Sunrise

We have the EPA (environmental Protection Agency), animal protection agencies, safe houses, child protection agencies and a million other PROTECTION GROUPS.  We have sanctuaries, and grassroots groups trying to save this or that.  We have laws to protect beings and things, when the only thing everyone needs to be protected from, is US.

WE set up protection agencies to protect us from ourselves.  If that alone doesn’t tell you that something is REALLY, REALLY, REALLY WRONG with us as a species, then I don’t know what will.

We are CONSTANTLY trying to fix what we ourselves constantly break.

War, Soldiers, Parachutes, ParatroopersGarbage, Waste Container, Waste

Model, Beautiful, Portrait, Face

Fist, Aggression, Abuse

People, Child, Portrait, Girl, Poor

 

We are responsible for the suffering and destruction that is all around us.  None of this has to exist.  We allow it to exist.  We have been brainwashed into believing that this IS the way the world is.  It’s doesn’t have to be this way.  We MAKE IT THIS WAY.  The world can be anyway we want it to be and violence, hunger, suffering, inequality and destruction is simply the path the rich have chosen and reinforced for their own benefit.  The path we have been led down.  I think it’s time to reevaluate our choices, before we’re the only things left…and won’t that be fun…for the few minutes we last.

Extinction Rebellion, Climate Change

Every time a man beats or rapes a woman, or child, it’s his choice.  Every time a hunter kills someone, it’s his choice.  Every time a greedy government kills the people, or let’s them starve, it’s the government’s choice.  Every time  soldier’s die, or are destroyed in war, it’s the choice of the men who sit safely in their offices.  Every time we clear-cut a forest, it’s a choice. Every time you eat an animal, it’s your choice.  Life is all about choices.  We need to make different choices, if we want a different world.

We say we love our children.  I’m not sure that’s true.  If we loved our children, wouldn’t we fight to have clean air, so they could breathe?  Wouldn’t we fight to stop the violence, so they could live and not be bullied, killed on the street, or in a war?  Wouldn’t we fight to stop men from beating women and children.  Wouldn’t we stop deforestation, the extinction of animals, the destruction of beauty…for our children?  I don’t see how we can have it both ways.  How many kids are on inhalers today?  How many kids are sickly because of the environment they live in?  How many kids are hungry and brutalized by their parents, relatives, priests, teachers, strangers, neighbors?  How many animals are tortured, killed for food and sport?  Do we love our children enough to change the way the world is run?  We need to ask ourselves that question.  We don’t teach kindness, we teach them violence.

Having said all of that. I don’t think anything will change.  We’re like a rock rolling downhill, picking up speed, and nothing can stop it.  We have become desensitized to the violence around us.  Our kids are surrounded by violence in games, on television, and in film.  They don’t even see it, so they aren’t shocked when it becomes real in their lives.  Kids are on drugs and killing themselves.  They are depressed and lost.  We’re living in our heads and on line.  Nature is something out there and no longer part of our true environment, at least for many.   It’s no longer quiet.  Kids are on their phones constantly, Relationships are on line.  The world is becoming less real. Regular people are no longer in the loop.  Decisions about our lives are made by others.  Legalized drugs, work for our masters.  It’s easier to manipulate people who are eating boxes of cereal and don’t care what happens next.

And yet, if you look closely, acts of kindness are taking place.  It’s just that those acts, while helpful to those involved, can’t stop the onslaught of all the things that are happening around us.

It used to be that employers were lucky to have good employees.  Now people are lucky to have jobs, so they can be abused by their employers because they are unappreciated and being fired is always a threat.  Dissatisfaction is normal because people have less and less control/power over their own lives.  You’re LUCKY if you have this or that, in a world of ABUNDANCE, because we are being fed a lie of scarcity.  People are lined up to take your job, so there’s no sense of security or appreciation for many workers, who are asked to do more and more all the time because they are LUCKY TO HAVE ANY JOB AT ALL.  Threats don’t make for happy workers.  People can’t live on minimum wage, voted on by wealthy people who vote their own raises.  Everything is out of balance.  More and more people are becoming powerless over their own lives.

They don’t ever teach you how to bring about change, in school.  They teach you how to obey and if you aren’t good at that, you’re in detention, or kicked out and labeled.  They only want good kids who follow the status quo and don’t bother the rich white guys who are brain washing and conditioning them.    But that’s a story, for another day.

Meanwhile, we can be lulled into a false sense of happiness because it’s spring and maybe the sun will come out.  Seeing the sun is a special treat, for people who live in Chicago.  But body counts also go up, as violence escalates in the heat and longer days.  Still, we all look forward to a short break from winter.  Living here is also a choice.

 

Goose…thoughts

Goose, Bird, Flight, Flying

as far as we know
a goose
doesn’t think
about flying
she just flies
flying
is what she does
it’s as natural to her
as breathing
we can’t know for sure
but I doubt she thinks about
not being able to fly
about having to walk
or crawl everywhere
it doesn’t seem as if she would
compare herself to other beings
and wonder why they were always
on the ground
and not in the air
I think our species is the only one
that thinks about what others
can and cannot do
the only one
that thinks of never ending destruction
and deadly weapons
that could end all life on the planet
I think we’re the only broken ones here
I think every other species
just lives
and does’t worship death
I don’t think a goose hates
or wants more than she needs
I think a goose is balanced
and in harmony with nature
she isn’t other
but part of
we are the ones who are
out of place
we don’t belong here
we are the enemy
to every
living thing
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Whisper…

brown tree trunk on brown soil

Once upon a time, there was a special forest.  It was called Whisper.  Not everyone could find it, even if they looked for it.  The trees themselves decided who could, or could not see them.

If you happened to be walking down the street and suddenly found yourself on the forest path, well, you could be sure the trees had something to tell you.  The path was staggered, and just long enough to let those who visited, know what they were supposed to learn, because as once on the path, each tree Whispered something to the walker.  Each tree…had something to say, an important message to impart.

No one who walked the path, was ever the same.  They came away from the forest with new insights, a sense of joy and a better understanding of life itself.  It was like a Near Tree Experience, where a person leaves their body and is shown pictures and told amazing things.

Trees know everything.  They’ve been here from the beginning.  Their stories are handed down from tree to tree, from forest to forest, by the ancient ones, who were here from the first light.  Not all the things they show people are pleasant.  They show clear-cutting, the destruction of the rain forests the ugliness of humans and how they are destroying the earth, and everything on it.

But for the most part, they sing softly and tell exciting stories of the First Trees.  They tell of children, and other animals, climbing in their branches, laughing and napping among their leaves.  They tell of the love they have for each other and all of nature.  They whisper about how we have lost our hearts, hidden them away for money, power and status, leaving trees and nature itself behind, to fend for itself, as we cement the earth and pollute The Mother.

The Whispering continues until the path ends.  A person can only walk in the forest once in their lifetime.  The secrets the trees tell are too big, to hear them more than once. It’s a beautiful place, a living museum of time itself.  If you’re very fortunate, maybe someday, you’ll be invited to experience the Whispers.

 

Photo Mario Dobelmann
Unspash

The tree…a poem

green grass field under cloudy sky during daytime

the tree stood alone
but it was never lonely
the sun came to visit most days
as did the wind and soft breezes
clouds often stopped by
and there was always the rain
to look forward to
so every morning
when the tree woke up
it could hardly wait
to see who
and what
the day would bring

 

 

Photo:  Pixabay

In the beginning…was nature.

brown trees in forest during daytime

Photo: Guinaz Shaidullina
Unsplash

Wow…from: Bored Panda

The 30 Most Stunning Photos Of Nature From Last Year’s International Photo Awards

Life…

Elephant, Tusk, Trunk, Pachyderm

with all the beauty
in the world
we concentrate
on
war
against each other
and nature itself
what’s with that

Daughter’s pictures of a leaves…(2 pictures) and a poem

some believe that
leaves turn colors
in the fall
because of a chemical
reaction
but it’s not true
leaves turn
colors
to celebrate
their freedom
the freedom
to detach
from the tree
and fly

Image

The trees are starting to dress up for fall…

The Beauty of Life Around us…

blue jellyfish in white background

the beauty
and wonder
of life
comes in
all shapes
colors
and sizes
that’s how
nature
expresses
joy
how nature
celebrates
DIVERSITY

unfortunately
some humans
refuse
to see what nature
has to offer
and instead
choose to
live their lives
surrounded
by ugliness
hatred
and
fear

Photo: Nikolaa Kovalenkolcolin
Unsplash

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