Hubris

Don’t go leppin’ out of buildings
In the middle of the night.
It’s not the fall — but landin’
That’ll alter social standin’

“Take her in your arms” – Andy M. Stewart

The concept of humanstm as separate from Nature(sm) is a belief rather than an innate feature of being human. It is not a universal belief, other cultures function very well, at a slower pace, without this belief. This is a peculiarly Western belief.

 

normal is now extreme

Within the last 300 years, there has been a paradigm shift in Western societies dictating Capitalism to be the highest priority, higher than all other beliefs, and all other beliefs must be subservient to goals of profitability and infinite growth.

Our decisions and morals have their roots in these beliefs. Western society teaches this concept to children. It defines how things are described, and which priorities are used to EarthHostagemake decisions.As a result, we’ve driven the entire planet toward environmental tipping points, making it difficult for nearly all mammals to exist in large numbers without artificial supports. Humans as a species will probably survive, but Western Civilization will not, it cannot be sustained in its current form.

 

We have driven the planet’s systems to change significantly over the course of a few hundred years. These shifts normally take thousands or tens of thousands of years to happen.

Earth in Court

Compare this to jumping from a plane. The moment when your body contacts the ground is crucial to your survival. If you can make the change from falling to slowly stopping you probably won’t get hurt. But if you just let it happen you’ll be hurt, and probably dead.

The planet normally makes these changes slowly, and the rest of the planet’s systems resemble a set of parachutes, each one slowing you down, giving you time to adapt to the change in your environment. Since we’ve increased the speed of change thousands of times over what is safe, the planet’s “parachutes” can’t function fast enough, so that transition from falling to a dead stop happens very quickly, with disastrous (bloody) Earth infection Advanced stage humans running their courseconsequences.Since we’re not really in charge of nature, and what we do simply affects the world around us in ways we tend to ignore, we’d better start looking at the signs of these broken systems, figure out how to stop breaking these systems, and get those planetary “parachutes” re-engaged.

Unless we look forward to going *splat*.

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In Memoriam

Hello Everyone.

I know it seems odd that I’m typing this out, but every time I try to talk about it I begin to choke up and can’t speak.  So this will have to do.

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Yesterday my best buddy Chance moved on to a place I cannot follow, for now. He goes to rest and recover in the Summerland, where he’s young again, where bones don’t ache, where he can run like the wind and chase frisbees and sticks to his heart’s content and never get hurt, where there’s always good food and clean water, where the thunder isn’t scary, and it is warm if you want it, or snowing if you want it.  Chance loves to play in the snow.

Since he arrived in my life, Chance has taught me volumes about love, and patience, and balance.  He was always on the bounce, ready to go, no matter what had happened. He helped me understand how to get past the little things, how to be in the moment, and kept me from losing the last shreds of my sanity as the world has slowly been disintegrating.

Yesterday, I had to set him free from the trials of this world. The cancer we fought so hard that was in his front leg has reappeared, this time in his sacrum, eating away the bone, clamping down on the nerves to his entire back half.  While radiation treatments and hospitalization might buy us a week or two, it won’t last long. And his quality of life will greatly suffer from such treatment.

So I did my best to clear my schedule, went to the hospital to pick him up, and brought him home.  I made his favorite foods, hoping to picnic with him. He managed a liver treat. He didn’t really wake up except to drink like a camel and fall back asleep. Around 3 in the windy afternoon we went out to his favorite spot in the field.  We sat there, him under a blanket and as needed, a quilt, sheltering with a sheet between us and the Chinook winds.  He roused a little, and grabbed his frisbee, and watched the other dogs, and people.  We pretended to have one last tussle over the frisbee. Then he fell back asleep.

And at 4 in the afternoon, in the bright sun and the wind, Dr. Griffits came out to the field so we could help him travel to the Summerland.  And with his favorite toys with him, the feel of wind on his neck and face, the smell of warm spring grass in his nose, his family and friends surrounding him, he traveled to that kind place to rest for a while.

We all miss you terribly, big guy, but thank you so much for those 10 years.

I’ll see you there, in the Summerland, before you know it.

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