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You can walk into the woods alone and feel like you’re watched, you’re followed, you’re teased. You hear birds sing, eagles scream, branches squeak, and the winds whisper or howl. These are natural sounds and they feed your natural fears. You should take these haunting sounds in as the music of paradise. Throw away your feelings of fear and feel at home. Let the woods, the forests, the grasslands, the mountains, the swamps, and the deserts be your humble home. These places are full of spirituality and life and are our garden home. Mother nature gives us these places that have sustained humankind for 100,000 years.
Sometimes though there are sounds that just aren’t quite right and feelings that should be a warning. Mother nature has guardians. People used to know this. It’s been forgotten in this industrialized revolution. We pollute and litter and trap and hunt and take down mountains and deforested the forest and drain the swamps and flood the deserts. We the people take too much and give nothing back but death and waste. We are ignoring the dangers and we are deaf to the warnings. We watch the droughts and dust storms and wildfires and diseases flood over great areas like a black cloud. We watch and turn away as if it’s just a thing on the news or a political point of view. We forget the great plagues and famines that brought people to the new world for 500 years. We forget the smallpox and the flu and the farming and fashions that swept the land from sea to sea. We’ve settled in and we warm ourselves with content and complacency to the destruction we wrought. We dig and dig and pump and pump the soul from the earth as we build walls and lock our doors and sanitize our hands and ignore the warnings of Mother Earth. How we act is a sickness. It’s a fever. It’s a mental illness. A deal with the devil. It’s taking the golden ticket while you get stabbed in the back.
People used to believe in the gods, or Pookas, or even Fairies. They believed in these things as beings that protected the world against greed and pride. People have forgotten and now they take too much. Too much for nothing but their wants and status. Remember when you get sick, or have bad luck, or lose something dear to you that there are forces that fight back for Mother Earth. Sometimes they’re making the clouds dark and the branches squeak when you’re feeling lost and a little afraid. Sometimes the trail will be led by fairies who knew what you did. Sometimes the gods will take back what you stole from their domain. This unique planet is our home and we have the power to take. We also share it with forces and life we can’t comprehend and things can be taken back. When you walk your trail beware the fairies. Be good to them and they’ll be good to you.
On inauguration day 2017, Donald Trump’s presidency is being protested by tens of thousands of America’s diverse people across the country. Protesters are sad and angry and fearful. The protesters cause is unique to each individual as they march united against a president and the culture of hate and intolerance he represents. The protests are about lgbt rights and the environment and black lives matter and women’s health and freedom of speech and so many other causes.
I have attended three protests since the election and have seen people full of despair and fear and looking for solidarity in a like minded group. I have seen people full of love and hope who see this election as a sign to love more and speak out and fight for those they see threatened. One thing everybody brings is their voice in solidarity for all people.
Some people chant, braver ones give speeches, others carry signs, and many just lend their presence to show support quietly. They are all united in their beliefs of equality in that America is and should remain a safe place for all its unique people. Despair or hope aside that must remain a core principle.
This election and its results have filled me with sadness and anger and confusion. I’ve written about it and protested and most of the time I feel hopeless about my efforts. I know congress will ignore the will of the people like it did after Sandy Hook and Donald Trump will tweet about us being paid sad losers. I’m sad for all the people who feel afraid because conservatives look at them as lesser than. I’m angry that so many racists and bigots and bullies feel empowered to openly hurt people. I’m confused how such a relatable slogan as “black lives matter” is demonized and sexual assault has been normalized.
I also see hope and love in the protesters and that inspires me to be as positive as I can. I see young men and women march topless on a chilly January day to add more power to their voice. I see people who had protested in the 60’s and are still fighting for whats right. I see openly gay and transgender people defying hatred and telling their stories to the public. I see all these races and ethnic people walking together in support of one another.
I see local law enforcement lining the streets and smiling as peaceful protesters march by and give thank youse. You see all these different people marching together from all walks of life in an effort to support each other and you feel hope for the future. Its sad and it hurts knowing things will get tough for many Americans over the next four years. At the same time you have to fight for them anyway you can. You can’t stand by and watch and be silent. Give hope and empower others by speaking out and letting them know they’re not alone.
This country has long been a beacon of freedom to the world. We make horrible mistakes as American citizens and yet that reputation stands. Through slavery and internment camps and Jim Crow we fight and fight until justice is restored at any cost. Women fought to vote. Japanese citizens defied prejudice and fought fascism in Italy. Black people marched for civil rights and gays marched for pride. The American people fight for their and others freedom. None of us march alone in despair or hope. We are the collective good on the right side of history. Through this sadness we will unite and fight the next battle together. I’m not alone in this and neither are you! March on!
Waking to the cold fiery hell of a December morning. An ancestors attempt at resettlement where the grass is green upon arrival and soon crunches dead under the descendents foot. A paradise given in a prophecy and erased by sprawl. A high summit, the sunrise blocked by power lines and absent of a chimneys smoke. A red sky of fire glistening off the crystalized mowed lawn. Nothing felt but a deep chill to the bone and a want of warmth from the rising sun and its fiery red sky.
Grown in time to see the end of the world. Wilted leaves and dry brown nutrient depleted soil. Short frigid days. The ground littered with decaying red ancestors and many more just missing. An unshakable freezing sensation around the stem. In a state of green, ironically the color of inexperience. Never ripening to any potential. It was grown too late and left to itself in a dying world. The last tomato.
The world is full of giant scary things that set out to weigh you down. They will squash you and suffocate you and stamp out your hope. Look to nature in dark times and see how the smallest living things bear the weight of the world year after year for all time. Let mother nature’s strength lend to yours. Bear the weight of the world.
Beautiful in my opinion, but quite worrisome. What does it mean for our future as a species and more importantly to me, all the earths life?
This is outside of Kansas City Missouri in December after a freeze but a short freeze. It`
s undeniable that the planet is changing and even if you have doubts of the cause how can a person excuse the evidence and do nothing. entertaining an idea you don`t believe in still offers a chance of some solution. Sitting idly by and do nothing while things fall apart is insane. People have to make changes for the simple act of giving earth a chance.
I’m a woodsman and I haven’t been partaking in natures healing powers to cope with the doom of fascism coming my way in January. The state of Missouri in wich I live will be getting a new governor with zero political experience and then there’s Donald Trump. That’s a lot to take in and the potential threats of deregulation to the states environment with that double threat really stresses me out. So anyway I need to spread the word of how beautiful Missouri is before these Nazi goons wreck it for everyone. That might be melodramatic but maybe not. Enjoy my states wild spaces represented through my photography, and take care of yours as well no matter how big or small. https://www.facebook.com/theliberalwoodsman/
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With the racism and bigotry and white privilege and violence and drug addictions and Wednesday churches and conservatism and nationalism and liberals and leftists and the alt-right Nazis and Christmas lingo and pipelines and reliving the 80s and Reaganomics and college debt and Killary and Benghazi and factory farming and Putin crushes and obesity and bathroom usage and rape culture. What the fuck you people! Half of the problems Americans have are chosen to be problems! It’s your arrogant greedy I’m so special lifestyle choices! We have so much and we want more and we get pissed and elect crazy people when things aren’t given immediately. We shoot each other and fight and get high and Facebook rant over petty irrelevant shit. I live in a city where people are fat and have extra money to eat out and buy fancy cars and give money to churches and they still think life is shit because some black people in Kansas City have welfare and gay dudes want a wedding cake and a trans kid wants to take a piss somewhere. It’s total fucking insanity brought on by years of privilege and boredom and racism and sitting at Apple Bee’s staring at a fat spouse and dumb kids for too many years. Turn off the cables news and midget reality shows and skip the soccer practice and just walk around your McMansions and take stock in the good life you have and all the shit you can spare to get rid of that might help lesser off people you really don’t know anything about at all because you don’t leave the suburbs. I’m so bored with these people world. You’d think America was Allepo or South Sudan or something the way people get so excited. This is the land of drive thru everything and elastic pants and people just want to hate eachother over shit that isn’t their damned business. Man I’m bored with it.
We live in a way that takes from something else everyday. We use the planet and we use each other. We have selfish relationships with people to meet our physical needs. We crave snack foods that result in deforestation. We wear jewelry that was mined by slave labor. Everyday our masses take and take. Chocolate, giant fish sandwiches, cell phones, engagement rings, and the disregard for our fellow human beings all take. We’re destroying the planet and poisoning ourselves in the process. We watch Orangutans starve in Borneo and suicide rates skyrocket in America, and we get depressed and hopeless. When we’re hopeless we say, what the hell and we take more. We take more because the worlds already messed up, and because it’s man kinds fault. We blame the species as we refuse to hold our individual selves accountable. We make ourselves sick with obesity and depression. We in turn invent new easier problems that we can deal with. We have body image problems and social media bullying. We selfishly look into ourselves as projects needing to be fixed. We ignore our neighbors and the world. It’s all taking with nothing being given back. We might run a 5k for charity or donate a prom dress, but that’s a minimal effort that means nothing but a reprieve from our guilt. We are just a taking culture. Be aware of that and think about what and whom you’re taking from. Think about what effects you’re having on a small scale as part of a larger species that takes and takes.