Suicide: Ecocide

 “As above, so below, as within, so without, as the universe, so the soul…” 

― Hermes Trismegistus

“How are you?”

“Living the [American] Dream,” she replies, despondently.

We’ve leveled, flattened, paved, built up, reamed out & raped

this land.

We’ve pulled her blood & guts out & erected KFC and Fazoli’s.

Now, we can’t stand what we’ve done:

“She’s not PRETTY anymore.”

So we tear out her precious metals and make cell phones to distract ourselves from the

desolate landscape we created.

Some of it’s being repaid, because we will all die of cancer & will be cut off & torn apart internally and externally by psychic wars & wage slavery.

But it will take as many lives as it did to create it (billions of years) as it will to repay it, times seven.

So I’m going to burn your blanket of denial: we’re all fucked.

So just be kind: you’re fucked.

Roll with the punches; you’re fucked.

Change because you’re fucked.

Waiting for Earth to rage.