I received a message yesterday from someone asking why I seem to have stopped posting about climate change recently. Please indulge me as I wax aproxi-poetic.

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Where we at. Just so you knows.

A suchness of darker things that I have chewed on for a while now… too unpalatable, too big, too doom and gloom to be served in social conversation.

And I could be totally wrong about all of it. Im not that smart. I am wrong about a lot of things.
So I now keep these things to myself. Mostly.

–oOo–

The future of humankind is bleak. It is not just climate change. We have breached most of our planetary guardrails and severed our precious ecological life support systems. 

The resulting effects on our planet will lead to a unprecedented collapse of society as we currently define and experience it. Just when this will happen or how bad it will be remains fuzzy. But it will be soon and it will be bad.

There is mass. There is momentum. There is direction.
For the sake of emphasis let’s say a prognosis of 50 years. Probably way less. 

We have not been mature enough or insightful enough as a species to prevent this from occurring. We remain blissfully distracted by our superficial curated bullshit. We are in denial. We are kept in denial. 

Moreover, it is apparent that we do not have the collective wherewithal to disengage from those very political, economic and emotional drivers plunging us deeper into the badness end of the pool. Even as it all unravels. 

Energy -based technology is not going to save us from the collapse because it is too deeply entangled in capitalist principles of extraction, consumption, profit and personal power.

Our political leaders will not save us because they are worshippers of economic growth and party centrism.

The problem cannot be the solution.

—oOo—

So. To the future.

We will bake. We will burn. We will starve. We will squander. We will fight. We will flee. 
Not all of us. But all of us.

–oOo–

There are nothing but beginnings. Even in death.
….and this is the crux of the matter…
this is not the end. We will all ride the collapse in our own way. It will bring out the very worst and the very best in us.

Meanwhile, the cosmic stretch of time will heal to the superficial, insignificant, catastrophic injury inflicted on this earth. Life will move on.

Besides.

The universe is vast. There are myriad other worlds with their own ecosystems and civilisations. The we is bigger than we can imagine. The magnificence is perpetual.

–oOo–

I shall not speak of this again.