You have discovered arachnoanarchy

You have discovered arachnoanarchy
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Saturday, April 30, 2005

Táku tókhanun han he? kte sni!

Alas, the circle of the time on the wheel of life reaches again into spring, and the colors are everpresent. Wouldn't it be nice to think that the world is a safe and healthy place upon with to live. Unfortunately we can't think that. It is not safe, nor healthy. As the planet's water and air become more and more toxic, humans, who live quite literally at the very pinnacle of the food chain absorb these toxins, concentrating their inherent evil. WE become more violent, more hatefilled, more vicious, more desperate. Across the US, children are increasingly exhibiting all the signs and symptoms of absorbed hazmats. ADD/ADHD, Aspergers, OCD, OOD, BD, HD, DD, and so many more acronyms that describe nothing so much more than that the best and brightest of our future live in environments that are increasingly damaging to well being and harmonious human interrelations.

And what do our leaders wish to do about it. Excise themselves from it, hoarding as much of the available wealth they can create with the most heinous and vile regressive economic policies. Collecting this wealth from increasing profitability of corporations that take keep more than $11.5 trillion offshore protected in various accounts and financial instruments, waiting for the moment of collapse when they can arrange their rides to secret places built of security contractors invested in the protection of this wealth. They have chosen to leave the mass of the world's population to fend for itself, supporting religious fundamentalisms across all spectra of life. These then become the breeders for the future of mass murder and genocidal violence. Spawn of the evil, will spawn more until all that is left is a burnt crispy planet, upon which, hidden in their little biodomes and biospheres, the rich will live out their days protected from one another by armies of ever weakening strengths until the last few vestiges of humanity decide that nuking them all is the final solution, the last option.

The beauty of the natural world struggling against all of this is heartening, knowing that once the blip of human activities has subsided into the bowels of stones and sticks, GAIA can recreate herself again, spinning in circles of time around the wheel of life...