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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.
People have always left trash where they stayed or passed through. It’s just something we’ve always done and will continue to do. Prehistoric garbage was left by hunters and gatherers and leaves a window into the lives of people who hadn’t developed the written word. We can examine their diet and the tools they used in their everyday lives. You can imagine a family sitting around a fire in a cave making things from stone and clay and bone because they just threw things on the floor. That’s great for us that they did that tens of thousands of years ago. If they’d kept a neat and tidy existence how would we know how our ancestors lived?
In modern times, over the last one hundred years specifically, we’ve become experts at recording every detail of everything we do to be preserved if we like for eternity as we know it. There’s so many options to record our daily lives that it’s hard to name them all off the top of your head. I can’t anyway. There’s also around seven billion of us now compared to the tiny fraction of that Just two hundred years ago. That means over a billion people are documenting their lives for posterity.
Along with our wonderfully advanced skills at recording our history and culture we’ve also developed an awesome power to create more garbage than any cave man could have dreamed of. We invented plastics and other things made from oil that make our over population and technologies possible. We produce these necessities at a pace unfathomable just a century ago. Like the caveman chucking out broken flint tools, we discard things that are used up or no longer wanted. Unlike prehistoric trash though we’re creating a serious problem that has no purpose but to create a toxic and ugly world. You can’t walk anywhere without seeing plastic bottles under fallen leaves and white bags blowing from swaying trees. It kind of takes away the experience of trekking through woods unknown.
Most of it is just people being lazy and throwing their shit on the ground like a Neanderthal. A lot of it is produced by industry and people just living. I know writing this won’t change anything and only a few people will read this. When I tell cashiers that I prefer paper bags because they aren’t blowing from trees I get funny looks. Other people seem to think the Dasani bottle left behind on a hike will be picked up by somebody or just disappear. We’ll never lose our caveman mentality of shitting where we eat as our sewage dumps into rivers where people fish and swim downstream. Anytime people walk in the woods this century and centuries down the road our trash will be underfoot. This goes for the entire planet and even the most devoted environmentalist and leave no trace behind hiker are guilty. We just leave our trash in the woods. Do we really have to though?
I keep hearing awareness stories for autism and breast cancer and everything else, and I’m not sure what to do with that awareness. Then I go to the store and see people wearing awareness swag buying grocery carts full of soda and junk food and they get in these large vehicles that they drive to an over sized house full of crap they bought. Americans have created an environment for themselves that makes them sick and instead of changing their life styles to a more eco-friendly way. They walk around with plastic bracelets and ugly t shirts and just tell people to be aware that their family member is autistic or that they survived an illness brought on by the American life style. I never hear a solution from them to prevent the problem. They’ve made their bed and they are happy to sleep in it with complete awareness of their dilemma.
Maybe the American public doesn’t watch the same documentaries or read the same articles as me though, so they’re not aware of the consequences of living in their world they created. Maybe they do know and can’t pull themselves away from the sweet tastes and neat stuff that motivates them to keep going. The idea of people abruptly stopping the use of all plastic food containers, not driving gas guzzlers, not buying foods with palm oil, or not using plastic grocery bags is quite laughable. I actually feel like writing this is just a waste of time to pass the day. There’s so many people in the world and we rely so much on oil products and farming that destroys forests and oceans that there’s no realistic solution. We do let people starve and live in landfills and those people don’t really contribute to over consumerism. Those are people somewhere else though, they live across town and in other countries on different continents. The idea of people in our own communities cutting back though just isn’t plausible. I like Cheez-its with palm oil too much to worry about Orangutans. My neighbors need those BPA plastic pop bottles that may contribute to breast cancer. That soccer mom needs that Tahoe to keep her daughter safe on the commute to soccer practice and on her own two hours of daily commute. That’s just the way we live. We are aware of it, we just ignore it for convenience.
If we are aware and we’ve accepted the consequences of extinct species, unexplainable disorders and diseases and deforestation then maybe we can toss the plastic awareness bracelets into the ocean and just lay back next to a nice tire fire on the beach and drink our beers before we chuck those into the ocean to.
Actually fuck that and everyone else who throws there shit on the ground or drives gas guzzlers or lets their plastic bags end up in trees where I hike. I can’t do a damn thing to change the world, however I will never stop being pissed off about all the fuckers who are aware and don’t care. When I see people at the grocery store buying shit that makes them sick, I’ll just shake my head and swallow my hatred for what they and millions of others are doing to make us all sick. Just know that I am aware and not at all happy about any of it.