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July 3, 2018

Earth’s Call

Filed under: Agroecology, Climate Crisis, Dance of Death, Freedom — Tags: , , — Russ @ 10:51 am

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*I cry from the wilderness. I’ve warned against the physical poisons and the artificial structures which propagate the physical poisons. I continue to warn against these all, against the corporate “person”-demons, against Mammon.
 
I cry out in the streets and am invisible and cannot be heard.
 
*For years I dreamt of a globe transformed to societies based on agroecology and food sovereignty. The evidence says this physically can be done. The evidence says even 10 billion people could grow their own food agroecologically for the price of everyone working a few hours a day at the equivalent of gardening chores. The agroecological society would have nothing in common with the slavery of commodity field work. We’d be healthy and free. The only obstacles are political.
 
Be clear: Agroecology requires less space, less resources, less impact, less money, to produce food for more people, than industrial agriculture.
 
There are no physical obstacles to a global transformation of all human society to an infinitely better order. The only obstacles are political.
 
But such a political transformation would require such a radical rewiring of the inflamed brain as to render the idea of it utopian. I see no way such a political change ever could happen. “Political” types can’t even get it together to enact reforms within their civilization, let alone transform the civilization itself.
 
The only way is to channel the spirit of Gaia, help the people hear the Earth with their own ears, help them feel the Earth with their own souls.
 
*Gaia sculpted us to be hunter-gatherers. Evolution worked our clay. With sane use of the inflamed brain we figured out how to pasture animals on appropriate land, how to do horticulture and husbandry on appropriate land.
 
But agriculture and animal agriculture are the seeds and leaves of the city, corrupt seeds and poison leaves of its prison walls. These are never adaptive, never ecological. They never work for people or the land.
 
*Gaia gave us the idea of her. We’ve learned from observation and eventually from theories. We learned to understand aspects of the Earth. We learned ecology. We’ve seen with our own eyes the campaign of destruction.
 
Let’s take just one part of it, deforestation, the mass murder of trees across all zones especially the tropical:
 
1. Deforestation brings the drought, brings the desert.
 
2. It’s a major part of the ongoing sixth major extinction event in Earth’s history.
 
3. It brings erosion, brings the carbon, which brings the heating, which brings the methane, which is bringing the real heating.
 
The number one driver of global deforestation is the Western consumption maw, especially that of the US.
 
That puts in perspective the lame, fake “solutions” to climate change offered by “activists” in the US. These solutions – offsets, industrial “renewables”, hybrid cars and other product substitutions – also drive deforestation.
 
The truth is there is one and only one real solution for averting the worst of the climate crisis: Stop all industrial greenhouse gas emissions, stop destroying sinks (this means ending ALL deforestation), rebuild sinks on a massive scale.
 
Anything short of that is a lie.
 
*The injury, often lethal, is practical, directly to our bodies, directly to our ability to eat, to sustain ourselves. The injury is to our feeling of beauty and spirit. The injury is to our humanity.
 
There are those who say our humanity makes us superior to the other animals and to nature. Even leaving aside all the other reasons this is false, most of all it’s false because modern civilization, by driving the ecological sunder to its utmost and exterminating all that’s left of human spirit and culture, destroys our very humanity most of all.
 
*Watch the moon travel the sky across thirty sunrises. These are regular phase changes. Then there’s Gaia’s non-linear phase changes triggered by extreme forces. Today the berserk species Homo domesticus, civilized man, is using the billions of years of stored solar energy to murderously assault Gaia. As always Gaia will impose her correction upon this vermin affliction.
 
We can’t know exactly how Gaia’s kinesis will play out, but still we must begin work on the post-kinetic life, the village, the tent camp, whatever the form becomes. We must base our future not on where we were or what might seem to work right now, but on where the grounding of future human life will be, after the collapse. We must understand the unfolding kinesis and prepare to endure it.
 
We’re already enduring it, in the form of the depredations of the corporate technocratic civilization itself and all its horrors: Ecological, socioeconomic, cultural. Things are going to get much worse.
 
*If humanity has more days at all, the return home to Gaia must itself be part of Gaia’s phase change. Our best chance is to build the necessary ideas in our brains.
 
If we’re to have a future at all, our nation has to be phase changing right now in harmony with Gaia’s change. No longer to be the deranged parasitic squatting vandals of industrial civilization but the renaissance of primal humanity living as one with the ecology.
 
That’s what Gaia means today for us.
 
*The mass murder of the trees is one of the most savage feedback loops of ecological destruction.
 
As the trees are murdered by logging and clearance for corporate agriculture, the carbon stored in their biomass and the soil they maintain is released, and the clouds and rains they generate through their evapotranspiration fade out, bringing in their wake drought. The now unanchored soil dries and erodes.
 
The drought then helps kill more trees driving warming and drought further, bringing on the desert.
 
Modern civilization is turning the physical Earth as well as the human soul into a desert. That’s the end goal
 
Gaia will purge this vermin infestation, and she will continue in a new phase. The only question is whether humanity will continue after having done its best to commit suicide.
 
Will we?
 
 
 
 
 
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July 2, 2018

The Cry of the Earth

Filed under: American Revolution, Dance of Death, Disaster Capitalism — Tags: — Russ @ 11:57 am

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All my life I’ve heard the cry of the Earth. Earth’s cry of pain, sadness, growing rage. I heard it as a child. As a young adult I tried to ignore it but it was always there. Then it came near once again, insistent, from without and within, and I could no longer ignore. As it was a cry from the Earth, I now cry from the wilderness.
 
The Earth spoke to me, through Jeremiah.
 
 
The word of Gaia came to me, saying,
Go and cry in the ears of America, saying,
Thus says the Earth; I remember you,
The kindness of your youth,
The love of your espousals,
When you went after me in the wilderness,
In a land that was not sown.
America was holiness unto the Earth,
And the first fruits of his increase:
All that devour him shall offend;
Evil shall come upon them, says the Earth.
 
 
And the Earth spoke again even more directly through Revelation:
 
 
The nations were angry,
And Earth’s wrath is come,
And the time of the dead,
That they should be judged,
And that you should give reward unto your servants the prophets,
And to the saints,
And them that fear your name, small and great;
And should destroy them which destroy the earth.
 
 
Gaia’s kinesis shall destroy those who destroy the Earth, Gaia’s unfailing way of dealing with berserk infestations.
 
 
Sometimes I transpose the Bible because Earth speaks to me through it, part of my acculturation. The same is true of some poets, philosophers, novelists.
 
And musicians.
 
 
 
 
 

July 1, 2018

Return to Gaia

Filed under: Freedom — Tags: , , — Russ @ 3:36 am

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Who verily knows and who can here declare it, whence it was born and whence comes this creation?
 
The Gods are later than this world’s production. Who knows then whence it first came into being?
 
He, the first origin of this creation, whether he formed it all or did not form it,
 
Whose eye controls this world in highest heaven, he verily knows it, or perhaps he knows not.
 
Rig Veda 10.129 lines 6-7
 
 
This spiritual vision tallies with Gaia as a scientific theory. The task today is to let science help us find our spirit’s way back from this dead end, where the labyrinth of modernity ended in such a trap, back to where the human path first deviated from Gaia the living Earth.
 
Genesis and other mythologies depict this sundering. How did it happen historically? We don’t know for sure, though agriculture certainly had much to do with it. How exactly it happened isn’t as important as being certain of the evil of what did happen. And now we must toil again to find our way back, to return home.
 
The gods arose along the way, before and after the sundering. They too have been crystallizations from the evolving Earth, emanations from the primal Gaia.
 
Was the awareness or creation of gods a regression? Sundering, perhaps, from animism to sky gods the first regression, then from sky gods to fake moral gods the real killer. Tribal warrior gods have been various stations along the way.
 
Look for the signs, feel where they are. We don’t know how this universe first came into being, and we have only theories descriptive of its mores. But we don’t need theoretical understanding (that’s where all religions have derailed, from the original theologies to modern scientism), we need to rein in the inflamed brain and reconnect it to reality, resume communion with instinct, resume stoic sensation, and act empirically from there. Don’t force the spirit, and the spirit will heal itself and again speak to itself.
 
This will resume our truly evolved consciousness: Not the berserk consciousness which has tried to break out of evolution, but the natural consciousness which co-evolved with the rest of the ecology. There’s no other way back to psychological and spiritual health, and no way to conserve what little is left of our physical health, toward the goal of restoring physical strength.
 
Gaia’s kinesis is at hand, Earth’s correction. This madness, predation, parasitism, and wanton vandalism has gone on long enough. Gaia is putting an end to it once and for all.
 
Will she find a Second Nation to replace the destroyed First, a remnant of humanity to redeem? We have to meet her on the road, we have to start heading home.
 
 
 
 

June 18, 2018

Joel Looks Further, to Machine Agriculture, to US Imperial War, to Gaia’s Kinesis

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1. The word of Gaia comes to us.
Hear this, you old men,
And all you inhabitants of the land.
Has this been in your days,
Or even in the days of your fathers?
Tell your children of it,
And let your children tell their children,
And their children another generation.
 
The poisons have laid the crops bare,
The chemicals and genetic vandalism,
They have denuded the flesh and the code.
They have laid the crops bare to destruction.
 
That which the armyworm has left has the earworm eaten,
That which the earworm has left the rootworm has eaten,
That which the rootworm has left the locusts have devoured,
While all is submerged in the pigweed, and the horseweed, and the waterhemp,
And all the poison of the land can only destroy us
And not kill the pest.
 
Away you drunkards,
You are drunk with poison,
It suffuses you and seeps from you,
Poison is all you are.
But your toxic wine shall be cut from your mouth.
 
A nation is come up upon the land you stole,
Strong, without number,
Whose teeth are the teeth of a lion,
Whose wings are a tornado,
Whose vines the serpents of infinity,
Who defies your poison army
And reduces it to dust.
 
The nation lays your vine waste,
Rips your bales apart,
Drowns your pods of commodity:
It lays you entire clean bare
And casts you away.
 
The poisoned meat offering and drink offering
Are cut off from your priests;
And your ministers,
Your parasite legion,
All mourn.
 
The field is wasted, the land mourns;
The spirit of the field rejoices,
The soul of the land exults;
For the corn is wasted,
The poison is dried up,
The ooze languishes.
 
Be ashamed, machine farmers,
Howl, animal destroyers,
For the toxic corn and the poison soy;
For your toxic harvest is perished.
 
You dessicated the field,
Now it dessicates complete.
 
The tomato is shriveled,
The citrus orchard withers;
The imprisoned pomegranite,
The violent oil palm also,
And the poison apple tree.
All the false crops of the field are withered:
Glee is withered from the toxic horde.
 
Gird yourselves and lament, you priests:
Howl, you ministers of the serpent.
Lie all night in sackcloth,
Sanctify a fast with another feast,
Gather all the dignitaries to Paris:
Then cry to the papers,
Alas for the day!
Gaia’s kinesis is at hand:
As destruction from the almighty shall it come.
 
The meat is cut off before our eyes,
Yeah all the glee of the killers.
The seed is rotten under the murdered soil,
The garners laid desolate,
The barns broken down;
For the corn is all dead.
 
How they’ve made the animals suffer,
Their entire nourishment from one great Auschwitz.
The herds are perplexed for they have no pasture;
Yeah, the pigs are made desolate,
The chickens insane.
 
Your fire has devoured
The pastures of the wilderness.
You burned all the trees of the land
And brought the sands upon you.
 
You stanched the rivers,
You damned the waters,
And sucked up the entire moist Earth.
Now the rivers fail you,
The aquifers run out,
And the dirt subsides and is covered with sand.
 
Your crops all die.
Your beasts of the factory and the field all die.
 
You love fire,
And your fire has devoured all the pastures of the Earth.
Now you shall eat your fire.
 
 
 
2. Let the trumpet resound across America,
Sound alarms in the mountains,
Let it ring across the plains:
For Gaia’s kinesis is at hand.
 
A time of smog and smoke,
Clouds and thick darkness
Spread as if morning spanning the peaks.
A great people and strong;
There never has been the like,
Nor shall ever again be the like
Throughout the generations.
Their frames and souls now choke
On the smog and smoke they’ve used as blood.
 
A devouring fire precedes them,
And behind them towers of flame rage.
A Garden of Eden once lay before them,
Behind them now nothing but blasted desolation.
 
They come as if metal horses,
So they gallop across the land.
Like chariots leaping from pinnacle to pinnacle
They blast open the air;
Like a flame of fire
They surge the sands,
With hissing and silence
They slash the seas.
 
In their eyes all people are pain and the target of pain,
All faces become blackened.
 
They run like mighty men, each upon another,
They climb up on the house
To cast down bombs upon the next.
 
They muster their guns
And shoot one another.
Each thrusts the next
And walks over his corpse.
Each pushes the next onto the sword
And makes sure there are no wounded.
 
They run to and fro in the city,
Shooting, stabbing, burning each other.
They surmount the walls to shoot at the sky
To bring down their own chariots.
They put guns on the hills to shoot at the sea.
 
The Earth quakes beneath them,
The heavens tremble,
The chariots blast the rock below,
The ships bombard the writhing shores.
 
The moon goes dark.
The stars stop shining.
 
And Earth will convulse
Under the berserking army
Which eats its own fire
To consummate itself.
 
The day of the Earth is great and terrible,
And who can abide it?
 
All the planes plummet in flames,
All the ships sink bleeding below,
All tanks and cars are shattered in smoke;
The final two soldiers left standing deranged,
Stab one another to death.
 
Turn back to the Earth,
Turn back with fasting and mourning.
Rend your heart
And return home to Earth.
 
Blow the trumpet for Gaia,
Sanctify a fast,
Call an assembly,
Gather the people,
Sanctify the group,
Let all come together as one to say,
Redeem us O Gaia;
We shall redeem our heritage,
Never again forever to say,
What is the Earth?
 
And Earth will answer with full reclamation,
Corn, wine and oil,
Now gleaned in peace
From Earth’s own fount,
In harmony with Gaia
Not against her.
We shall be satisfied,
And know happiness and peace.
 
We shall banish the fear of death,
And the hatred from this fear,
And we shall be satisfied
And know happiness and peace.
 
Beasts of the field,
Pastures of the wilderness in Spring,
The tree bearing fruit,
The vine yielding strength,
The constant rain returning,
The wheat abounding,
The wine and oil again overflow.
 
We shall restore the balance
With locust and worm and caterpillar,
No more shall they be an army
Reared against us by the spirit of poison.
We shall be satisfied,
And know happiness and peace.
 
We shall eat in wholesome plenty
And be satisfied with happiness and peace.
 
 
Gaia shall pour out her spirit upon all flesh,
Our sons and daughters shall channel her word,
We all shall dream and see visions all day.
 
Earth will show wonders,
Heaven and Earth,
Sun, moon, all vistas transformed
As they’re freed of the glare and smoke and stench,
Clear sensation forever.
 
And in these coming days
Whoever shall call on the name of Gaia
Shall be delivered,
Each of us home to Eden.
 
 
 
3. In those days, in that time,
The Earth shall liberate its people from their captivity,
The Remnant of the First Nations everywhere
Shall Return as the Second Nations.
 
Gaia will gather her nations
And bring them to the Valley of All Rivers;
We shall redeem our heritage
And resume our land.
 
While you who cast lots for our people,
Gave a boy for a harlot,
And sold a girl for wine that you might drink,
Yeah what have you to do with us,
New York and Los Angeles,
And all your coasts enslaved to cargo?
Will you render Gaia a recompense?
Yeah, you have offered it;
Swiftly and speedily will she return your recompense
Upon your own head.
 
You have poisoned our water,
Murdered our trees,
Raped our soil and genes,
Taken them all into your temples.
Our children you have driven and sold and killed,
That you might remove them far from your border.
 
Behold, Earth will raise them out of the pit,
And return your recompense upon your own head.
Earth will sell yours into the hands of the Earth,
To a place far off from you;
And the stars you boasted you’d grasp,
You can climb up to them alone.
 
Earth proclaims, Prepare war,
Summon the mighty forces,
All the muster of Kinesis come near:
Beat their plowshares into our swords,
Their pruning hooks into spears for us:
Let the weak say: I am strong.
 
Assemble ourselves, and come,
All we people of the Earth,
Gather ourselves together round about:
Cause our mighty ones to come down, O Earth.
 
Let us waken and come up to the valley of Dakota:
There Gaia will sit to judge all round about.
Put in the sickle, for the harvest is ripe:
Come down, the press is full, the vats overflow;
For their wickedness is great.
 
Multitudes, multitudes in the valley of decision:
The day of the Earth is near in the valley of decision.
 
The sun and the moon shall be darkened,
The stars shall withdraw their shining.
 
The rage of the Earth shall roar out of Siberia,
And utter its voice from the Atlantic and Pacific;
The heavens and the earth shall shake:
But Gaia shall be the hope of her people,
And the strength of the children of the land.
 
 
So shall you know Gaia dwells in the Earth,
Our holy mountain,
Then shall our Gaian city be holy,
And no strangers pass through her any more.
 
And it shall come to pass in that day,
The mountains shall drop down new wine,
And the hills shall flow with milk,
And the rivers shall flow with waters,
And a fountain shall come forth of the house of the Earth
And shall water the Valley of All Rivers.
 
The brownfield shall be a desolation,
The cities shall leave behind deserts,
For their violence against the children of Gaia,
For the innocent blood they shed on the land.
Yet even this destroyed land Gaia shall reclaim in her time
And restore to beauty and life.
 
Gaia shall dwell for the rest of time,
And her children from generation to generation.
She will cleanse our wounds:
For the Earth dwells in her and us.
 
 
 
 
 

June 16, 2018

The Roots of Nuke War Fever are in Ecophobia and Ecocide

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It’s evident that the US political establishment, media establishment, academia, and all liberal Democrats as well as many Republicans either actively want nuclear war or at any rate demand that the US empire continue on the trajectory which near guarantees nuclear war in the not distant future. Their Russia Derangement proves it, their extreme pro-Zionism proves it, their response to the Korean declaration proves it. The Democrats are so incensed at even the prospect of lowering the chance of war that they want to overthrow the constitution and install a partial military dictatorship (to prevent the constitutional commander in chief from withdrawing US imperial troops from the Korean peninsula). Their generally deranged bellicosity proves it. The US empire truly is in its stage of barbaric, berserk decadence. The elephant with a bullet in its brain may run amok for quite a while.
 
Even so, how can it be that so many people who, as individuals, don’t normally seem to be clinically insane, nor grotesquely stupid, could be yearning so ardently for the missiles to fly?
 
The fact is that they think of war, up to and including nuclear war, as normal and normative in the same way that they think the total ecological destruction of the planet, which is their primary everyday activity, is normal and normative.
 
Their comfort with ecological destruction has done much to make them comfortable with the thought of even nuclear war. In the same way they evidently believe that they can poison and destroy the soil, water, air, biodiversity, without poisoning their food, water, air, the places they live, so by the same token they think nuclear war might be destructive to other people, but that they themselves are somehow immune.
 
It’s the flip side of the American “I’m going to win the lottery” pathology: “I can destroy the environment in general without destroying my own environment.” The former is socioeconomically suicidal, the latter is infinitely worse.
 
In the same way, the alienation of humans from Gaia, begun in ancient religion and brought to its most extreme dementia in modern religion (scientism/technocracy/”progress”), is a mental illness, and the most extreme manifestation of this insanity is the berserk will to destroy the Earth which is the primary action of modern civilization. The now terminal lust for nuclear war, the civilizational death wish taken to its ultimate extreme, is the most stark symptom of this insanity. That’s where the sundering of humanity from the Earth has gotten us.
 
Repent now and join those of us preparing to return home to Earth, or else you might as well join the cheerleaders awaiting the missile trails and mushroom clouds. By now it looks like there’s not going to be a middle ground available. Modernity’s totalitarians will insist, and only the Earth itself will be able to put a stop to them.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

June 10, 2018

Self-Destruction: The Faster the Better

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Their nice little china shop is getting wrecked. The horror!

 
 
Any revolutionary, anyone who shares Earth’s need, has always understood that the system must destroy itself completely, with whatever help we can add along the way. Therefore we have always wanted the system’s leadership to be as brutal and stupid as possible, since this hastens a system’s self-destruction. Today we’re talking about the US empire and the overall regime of productionism and globalization driven most of all by the US corporate state. Donald Trump just gave a superbly destructive performance at the imperialist G7 conclave, even promising to throw a trade war monkey-wrench into the globalization mechanism.
 
So far Trump is living up to my hopes for him. While Obama and the Clintons are at least as brutal as Trump, they are perhaps less aggressively stupid in how fast they drive everyone on Earth to the conclusion that US power must be destroyed one way or another. Korea, Iran, Palestine, Europe, everyone knows the US corporate state is the planet’s great evil which has to be overcome at all costs.
 
Well, the poodles of Europe aren’t yet willing to pay all costs as we see from their so far abject obedience to the Iran sanctions. But their pathetic G7 experience can only help wake them up to reality.
 
Part of the reason Europe is unable to quit the US is that, whatever style differences there may be, there’s no difference between the goals of US elites and the goals of Eurotrash elites. Trump left early prior to the G7’s sessions on the climate crisis and the destruction of the oceans because, like everyone else in the Western political class, he regards the total destruction of the Earth as non-negotiable.
 
That’s why the G7 sessions themselves, just like the Paris accord, will be a fraud: Because no one in the West actually wants to do what’s necessary: Stop emitting greenhouse gases, stop destroying carbon and methane sinks, start rebuilding sinks.
 
Trump is simply more openly aggressive (more de jure “stupid”) about his climate denial. But in substance his kind of denial is identical to those who cry crocodile tears over the environment and tout fake “solutions” like Paris but don’t actually want to do anything real. Because that would crimp their junk-based, destruction-based lifestyle.
 
You don’t like Trump, because he’s a lout? Where it comes to the substance, look to the beam in your own eye.
 
The climate-whining link includes this sub-heading:
 
“Trump is the only world leader at the G7 who fails to grasp the basic science, and the urgent threat, of the climate crisis.”
 
Actually Trump is at one with all world leaders (and all previous US presidents) in refusing to do anything about the threat. Instead they do all they can to ratchet up the destruction regardless of what they “believe” about the science or the threat, which they see as purely abstract.
 
 
I can see why liberal imperialists hate Trump and his “reckless tariffs”. They see how he is, in spite of his own pro-empire self, sawing off the branch they’re all sitting on.
 
As an anti-imperialist who hates the corporate-technocratic empire and wants its total destruction, I’m enjoying everything Trump’s doing.
 
 
To say again: De facto climate denial, any version of “we can avert the worst of the climate crisis (and all the other ecological crises) within the framework of capitalism, within the framework of productionist civilization”, is a vastly worse and more destructive lie than de jure denial.
 
To say again: There is one and only one way to avert the worst: Stop emitting greenhouse gases, stop destroying carbon and methane sinks, start rebuilding sinks.
 
You’re either for climate destruction or against it.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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June 4, 2018

The Fault is Not in Our Stars….

Filed under: Climate Crisis, Dance of Death, Disaster Capitalism, Scientism/Technocracy — Tags: , — Russ @ 12:32 pm

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Throughout the billions of years life has inhabited Earth the sun has been growing brighter and hotter. This process will continue for billions of years to come until the sun expands and engulfs the solar system.
 
A billion years from now the sun will be 11% brighter, raising global average temperatures to around 120 °F. That will cause the oceans to quickly evaporate and lose Earth’s water-bound hydrogen to space. This finally will overwhelm Gaia and render Earth untenable for life, certainly for human beings in the unlikely event they’re still around.
 
The technocracy/scientism cult fantasizes about using unicorn technology – billions of rocket launches, or bringing asteroids from the Kuiper or Oort groups to pass within miles of Earth, or deploying a solar sail a dozen times the width of the Earth – to change Earth’s orbit and move it away from the sun.
 
Why not just tell everyone on Earth to pray as one and move Earth with their minds, like the way they levitated the Pentagon? That would have a better chance of working than this idiocy.
 
Obscenely, these parasites are killing everything alive now. They and their civilization are murdering humanity and the Earth. So what’s their point in talking about trying to rescue terrestrial life a billion years from now?
 
To understand how astronomers, for example, really view life, real life in the real world as opposed to some abstract notion of “life” in their techno-daydreams, consider how they’re destroying Arizona’s Mount Graham, desecrating sacred First Nations sacred ground and trying to exterminate the Mount Graham red squirrel, an endangered species, for the sake of nothing but a worthless toy telescope. We see the cult’s lust for destruction. It’s a perfect two-fer: They get to desecrate sacred human ground and re-exterminate an animal previously thought extinct but re-discovered.
 
Similarly on the big island of Hawaii the Mauna Kea Observatory franchise has been expanding recklessly, destroying sacred native ground and wiping out the habitat of many rare native birds. In spite of the religious rhetoric of scientism, politicians have made it clear that the main reason for this expansion is another fundamentalist cult, that of Mammon. They tout tourism as the main reason to build telescopes which are worthless even from the point of view of science, let alone humanity and the Earth. Needless to say the astronomers and the broader scientism cult are ardently committed to this project which is fake in every way except its waste and destruction.
 
Remember this next time you see mention of astronomers. Know what they are.
 
We all can marvel at the stars and planets we project upon the sky canvas of our perception. None of us ever needed equipment to do this, let alone extremely expensive and destructive high-maintenance technology. Only these shut-ins need this mediation.
 
They happily destroy real people and the true Earth in order to look at their painted stars (and to release doctored fake pictures to the media). For them it’s not valid to look the way stargazers have for tens of thousands of years, because human beings always have looked to the stars out of a sense of wonder and a spur to imagination and creativity. But today’s techno-cult looks at nothing other than from the gutter of technocratic instrumentalism and corporate profitability. That’s why for them right from the start it’s not worth doing anything unless the action deploys expensive, cumbersome high-maintenance technology, preferably technology which erects as many barriers between the observer and reality as possible. It’s a more extreme version of the general cultural pathology of those who stand physically in the presence of something but are willing to experience it only as mediated through camera, cellphones, “smartphones” and the ever-towering array of other worthless gadgets. This is the use of technology to reinforce and aggravate the modern alienation of Homo domesticus from the Earth, from humanity, from reality. Astronomers pretend to care about physical phenomena, the information spectra of the cosmos. They pretend to care about the beauty and majesty of the heavens. But they really care only about the telescope itself, since no one needs a telescope to revel in the stars, and no decent human being would be willing to kill and destroy for the sake of this toy.
 
The expense, destruction, and gratuitous complexity and dependency of the endeavor is precisely what the scientism cult values in it. As with every faction of modern civilization, the core goal is to be as wasteful and destructive as possible, on principle. Of course there’s also the usual corporate welfare and personal corruption as well.
 
These two examples are perfectly symbolic: The scientism cult is willing to rob, defile, and kill in order to look at long-expired light which radiated from a sterile source. It is a cult of death, not of life.
 
What proves this most of all is the fact that even as they speculate about future ages of Earth and life, they and their civilization are doing all they can to drive up Earth’s climatic temperature now, to drive maximum climate chaos now, to poison all air, water, soil, and organisms now, to eradicate all of nature and kill everything not engineered in a lab now. They intend a campaign of massacre far more comprehensive than any atmospheric transformation, far more total than any asteroid, indeed as complete and absolute as the sun itself engulfing the living Earth.
 
Civilization is death, and the scientism cult is the ultimate priesthood of death. Earth must deal with them accordingly.

 
 
 
(A contemplation based on W. H. Auden.)
 
 
Hearing of harvests, poisoned or rotting in the valleys,
Seeing at end of street the quarried mountains,
Round corners coming suddenly on poisoned water,
Knowing them liars who launched for islands,
We condemn the wardens of these starving cities
Whose dishonour is the image of our sorrow,
 
Which cannot see its likeness in their sorrow
That brought them desperate still to dream of cities;
Dreaming of evening walks through tamed valleys
They set loose their violent mechanized horses on the mountains,
Stripped fields to fill ships to the wealthy on islands,
Peddled visions of green to them who craved for unpoisoned water.
 
They built and dammed rivers and at night the ghost of water
Which once ran past windows increased their sorrow;
Each in his little bed conceived of islands
Where every day was dancing in the valleys
And all the green trees blossomed on the mountains,
Where love was innocent, being far from cities.
 
But the smog dawn came back and they still worshiped cities;
Their marvelous creature rose up from their dream of water;
They ripped the gold and silver in the mountains
And hunger was all their subjects’ sorrow,
While jet-setters debauching in captive valleys
Played at pilgrims describing their islands…
 
“The gods”, they promised, “live with us on our islands,
Are strutting, loud, bright and violent through our cities;
Now is the time for all others to leave their wretched valleys
And sail where we send them across CAFO lagoons, tar sand lakes, and plastic water,
Sitting at their white sides, they must forget their sorrow,
The shadow cast across their lives by promised mountains.”
 
So many, desperate, perished in the mountains,
Climbing up crags to get a view of still-free islands,
So many, fearful, took with them their sorrow
Which stayed them as they stayed in unhappy cities,
So many, careless, dived and drowned in poison water,
So many, wretched, were whipped from their valleys.
 
It is our sorrow. Shall it melt? Then water
Would gush, flush, green these mountains and these valleys,
And we stop dreaming of cities, nor dream of islands.
 
 
 
 
 

May 23, 2018

The Climate Crisis Goes Vastly Beyond Any Notion of “Rights”

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“While scientists and climate negotiators mostly speak in terms of human impacts, we must begin to see the planet and its atmosphere as an ecosystem unto itself, worthy of being accorded the highest rights and protections….”
 
I’ve long respected the basic strategy of the Community Environmental Legal Defense Fund (CELDF) and consider this community rights strategy to have promise against such specific physical assaults as fracking, pipelines, highways, CAFOs, etc. But I fear even they must falter where it comes to the vision necessary to come to grips with the climate crisis.
 
They’re correct to dismiss the “scientists and climate negotiators [who] mostly speak in terms of human impacts…”, primarily because these speak fraudulently even in those terms. None of them comes close to calling for the one and only meaningful response to the climate crisis: Stop emitting*, stop destroying sinks, rebuild sinks.
 
And it’s pure truth that “we must begin to see the planet and its atmosphere as an ecosystem unto itself” within which we ourselves are inextricably wound, bound, dependent.
 
But when they go on to say Gaia is “worthy of being accorded the highest rights and [legal] protections” I reply that we must get past the “rights”-speak which is yet another figment of the modern civilization dedicated to murdering Gaia. No great spiritual/cultural movement in its ascent and prime ever spoke of “rights”, only of power and responsibility. We do need a cultural campaign for a sea change in the human view of nature; this is a necessary part of spurring the necessary action. But to call for this change in terms of according liberal bourgeois “rights” to nature would be insufficient even if such rights were to be technically enacted. (Itself an extreme long-shot.) We’ve long seen how well legal rights actually protect us. We’ve seen how well blacks’ being accorded full civil rights has eradicated systemic racism. But what we’re up against here is the equivalent of systemic racism, albeit on a vastly greater, vastly more aggressive level. (Besides, the very liberals who would have to get behind it tend to be hostile toward the idea. Which is what one would expect, since by definition liberals are pro-capitalist, pro-property, pro-civilization; these are core principles of liberalism upon which the ideology’s adherents would never accept significant constraints. But any move to respect, let alone restore Gaia on any significant level automatically must mean the most extreme constraints on these forces of destruction.) The fact is, while notions of fighting for the legal rights of nature may sound good superficially**, they’re really another example of seeking reform within the congenitally destructive framework, a project self-evidently foredoomed to failure.
 
 
 
*Let’s be clear on what “stop emitting” means: It means STOP EMITTING, completely, NOW. It does not mean “a slight reduction in emissions by 2050,” such as envisioned (and falsely, at that) by the Paris Accord. That’s a contemptible dodge, a lie as bad as any which has wafted from ExxonMobil. If your spouse was a terrible drunk who lost their job, beat you, wrecked the car, set the house on fire, would you ask them to moderately reduce their drinking by 2050? Or would you demand they totally stop, NOW?
 
Of course the real reason the fraudulent climate crocodiles prefer the 2050 notion is that they themselves love getting soused, and they cherish all the same destructive actions. That’s why they refuse to acknowledge what’s necessary, for the climate crisis and every other ecological crisis. Only the total collapse of this “civilization” will change anything, and that’s the correction Gaia ultimately will impose.
 
To recap the fact, there is one and only one way to avert the worst consequences of climate change: Stop emitting, stop destroying carbon sinks, rebuild sinks on a massive scale.
 
All else is a lie. Especially, any version of claiming the crises can be met within the framework of productionism and capitalism is the most odious lie of all.
 
 
**I myself have found the rights-for-nature idea attractive at times. But I still always thought my way to what’s truly necessary:
 
“This judgement is nothing new but restates the truths of natural law, the moral and biological truth known to all of us..This tribunal has only restated the eternal truth. What’s lacking is the will to exercise this truth in reality…Multinational corporations like Monsanto comprise the core of this system, which is dedicated to aggrandizing these criminal organizations. So there’s an obvious contradiction in calling for Monsanto’s own lawyers, bagmen, and thugs to arrest and prosecute it. The same goes for corporate rule as such…To apply law and order to the crimes of ecocide and to all crimes against humanity cannot be done within the framework of a civilization dedicated to exploitation, waste, and destruction. The laws of such a civilization and the way these laws are enforced always will follow from this underlying dedication.
 
To make the call to justice real requires the movement dedicated to realizing these truths and values. We cannot carry out the tasks of necessity and justice within the framework of a system dedicated to every anti-human and anti-ecological action and institution. We can do it only through the action of a movement dedicated to abolishing these crimes and abolishing their ideological and institutional basis…The Monsanto Tribunal, in its compilation and assessment of the evidence and the history, has only provided the latest demonstration that humanity and the Earth cannot “co-exist” with these destroyers, and therefore cannot continue with a regulatory and legal model dedicated not just to this co-existence, but to co-existence on the basis of corporate profit [and destruction for the sake of destruction] as the great normative purpose. The Tribunal itself identifies this as the core of the crisis, even if it doesn’t draw the necessary strategic and organizational conclusions.
 
Morally, rationally, and legally the ruling of the Monsanto Tribunal is true and follows from the ruling of the Nuremburg Tribunal. The only difference so far is the force to put the truth into effect. Only the abolition movement can muster and organize the strength and the will to realize all the necessary truths. We have to begin.”
 
 
 
 

May 13, 2018

Amos in Allegheny, Angeles, Arapaho

Filed under: Climate Crisis, Dance of Death, Poetry — Tags: , — Russ @ 4:33 am

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I hear the roar from deep in forest land,
The sadness and rage for every murdered tree.
 
Born a herdman, and gatherer of corn, beans and squash,
Whipped and driven from my land
I speak out though cursed by all.
They hate him that rebukes in the gate,
And abhor him that speaks uprightly.
 
I entered where temple and flock should be
But find a cobwebbed altar and an empty court.
 
Gaia raised you, made you strong like the cedar
And you killed it, you killed your own root.
You destroyed your fruit from above
And your roots from beneath.
 
You pressed Gaia under you in your moment of mad ego.
But stripped of fossil fire your swiftness shall flag,
Your force shall falter,
Your might shall miscarry,
Your guns expel dust,
Your machines sputter and rust,
Your false courage shall wilt,
Your most mighty shall slink away naked
To cringe in holes.
 
Earth has spoken, and who can but mediate?
Go to the mountains, behold the upheaval,
The surge of the Earth resuming the base of land.
 
Will you nod when the Earth gives cleanness of teeth
And parches your plantation, damming the rain?
Your thirsty cities will wander and stab one another
While the pest and the plague consume all your crop,
And the fields you burn with debris of war
Oppress your nostrils; but still you’ll play dumb.
Sodom burns, Gomorrah burns, but Babylon won’t yet hear.
Earth thrusts the mountain, Gaia whips the wind,
The soil is the only root of mind:
You shall know, as your morning turns dark.
 
Your city and all cities must fail;
Look no longer to convey your wealth,
You can only repent and return to our only home.
Seek Earth and you shall live,
Smash and flee, and Earth will break out like fire.
All your cities will be devoured and consumed.
 
You who turn judgement to wormwood,
And leave off righteousness in the Earth:
Seek the Earth which now reflects and redoubles your barbs,
Dousing you with smoke and flood;
Your mansions are built of the bones of the poor,
Your vineyards sprout from the graves of the people.
But you will not dwell, nor drink,
When Gaia redeems Gaia, and reckons with you.
 
Thus the prudent shall cease from evil,
For it is an evil time.
Seek good and not evil, that you may live.
The ecological good of all life;
Gaia calls upon you:
Hate the evil and love the good,
Establish judgement in the gate.
 
Hate the emission and love to stanch the emission,
Hate the poison and love to abolish the poison,
Hate the chainsaw and axe and love to blunt them forever,
Love the rain-bringing forest (there’s only one true rain dance),
Hate the machine plow and love the abounding soil,
Hate the ecocide and love the great diverseness,
Hate the dam and love the river of all freedom,
Hate the plastic and love the redemptive ocean
(The call to us is to redeem the redeemer,
Infinitely deep and rich).
 
Throughout your free-willed tribulation and Gaia’s redemption,
Kinesis,
There’s wailing in all the streets, alas for all highways,
Woe unto all who desire the day
Who themselves have blackened their world to sick night.
 
A man went into his house
And reached for the wall to flip the switch,
And a serpent bit him.
 
The day of Gaia shall be for your city darkness, not light,
And the day for your Mammon crops and pleasure gardens
Shall be your own night of boiling soot.
 
Gaia despises your feast days.
 
Let judgement run down as waters,
And righteousness as a mighty stream.
 
Have you offered me sacrifices in the wilderness, O sapient?
You have sacrificed the wilderness in contempt of me,
For your worship of a false god.
You have borne the tent of Mammon, of Satan.
Your trial now must follow.
 
Earth hates the dominion of Babylon and its palaces,
Kinesis will deliver up the city,
Those stretched at the banquet shall be first removed.
 
You have turned your soil into rock,
And shall your horsepower run upon the rock?
Will you plow there with your metal oxen?
You have turned judgement into combusting gall,
And now gall yourselves as your fuel runs dry.
 
You believe you have taken to you
Machines by your own strength of mind.
But yours is the mind of a mad child
Dangling by a frayed thread over nothingness.
Earth raises a nation against you,
Which shall whip you back to the wild.
 
Locusts consume the last growth;
After all the king’s tillings and mowings they consume it all,
And by whom shall the city remain standing, for he is small?
 
You conjured, and Gaia sees a famine in the land,
A famine of bread, and of thirst for water,
And more than these the great famine of the soul.
You sundered yourself from your mother and home,
The living Earth, and now you thirst and starve in lost despair.
You waged war upon her and now you thirst and starve
As your cities submerge in water and flame.
 
Earth calls for the waters of the sea
And pours them out upon the face of the Earth.
Earth’s eyes are upon the city of sin.
Earth shall scour it from the face of the Earth.
 
All sinners shall die by the sword and the famine and the pest,
All who say,
The evil shall not overtake nor prevent us.
Those who never were of the Earth,
Who only squatted upon it and took.
 
 
Their evil overtaking, preventing, judging them,
The days then shall come
That the human gatherer and sower come again,
And the mountains drop sweet wine.
Gaia shall bring again the people of Earth
Who shall taboo the waste cities
And reinhabit the Earth.
They shall make gardens,
And eat the fruit of them.
They shall assimilate to Gaia
And eat the fruit of her.
 
Gaia will replant them upon their land,
They shall no more be pulled from their soil
Which was granted them of Earth,
Gaia Goddess of Earth.
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 

May 3, 2018

Gaia in the Woods, and Some Notes on a Small Lake Recovery

Filed under: Freedom — Tags: , , , , — Russ @ 2:44 pm

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I could’ve chosen any of a number of birds for the feature pic, but let’s go with the blackpoll warbler since there was a flock of those.

 
 
I feel like I’m having a mystical experience. The last few days and especially today it really seemed like Gaia was extending warm feeling toward me. The whole place seems full of good vibes, the heat nicely balanced with a constant strong breeze. The first close contact this morning was a pair of chickadees who came and perched on branches just a few feet away. Then one flitted over and showed me where their nest was, in a thin stump. They knew I was right there and yet went right ahead as if knowing I was a friend.
 
I went walking around the lake. Both barn and rough-winged swallows cavorted and were perching near with no concern for my presence. I stopped by a small flowering tree and immediately heard a beautiful call from within. It took only a few seconds to locate a pair of orioles, again just a few yards from my head. First orioles of the year for me.
 
I kept walking. From the moment I arrived I could hear the loud toad choruses. But I never saw before what I now saw in the muddy shallows – a semi-circular gathering of toads, as if an arena audience, expanding and expending their blow sacs to make their calls. From a few feet away it was very loud. And when this bunch would call, other groups from far and wide around the lake would echo.
 
I walked all the way around the lake. Coming back around the other side was the most extraordinary yet: For the fourth time in five days there was a warbler. Before a few days ago I could probably count on one hand the number I’ve seen, they’ve always been so elusive around here. But suddenly four sightings in five days, all four kinds I had never seen before: the black-and-white, the palm, a small flock of blackpolls just yesterday, and now this was a yellow-rumped (aka myrtle) warbler, easily identifiable by its yellow rump spot. Again the bird paused nearby in a leisurely way as if to let me know it saw me as a friend. Like the way the small flock of blackpolls yesterday seemed to greet me and come closer.
 
Other birds I’ve seen just in the last few days include killdeer, a greater scaup, mallards, wood thrush, chipping and song sparrows, and the usual robins and blue jays. I’ve heard the calls of red-bellied woodpeckers and pileated woodpeckers and/or flickers but haven’t seen any of those.
 
Now for a brief report on the state of the lake’s ecosystem. Last year they drained the lake, and all summer and fall it was a meadow with a few melancholy trickles running through it. Now the lake’s refilled and we get to see what’s immediately back, what’s missing, and what’s new.
 
Looks like reptiles and amphibians were able to hunker down in the muck and brave the drought, because I’ve been seeing painted turtles, green and pickerel frogs, water snakes and a newt, plus the abundant amorous toads. On the other hand I saw zero fish. Previously there were tons of bluegills and bass, now nothing. (I did see what looked like the clearings sunfish make but saw no sunfish. Is there a natural way for those clearings to form?) There were lots of dragonflies and some water insects. As for the swallows, the rough-winged swallows previously had a colony there (they like to inhabit walls next to water), so I was glad to see them back. I never saw barn swallows there before, so that’s new. Like the killdeers – I never saw them here before, but it looks like there’s now a resident couple. Evidently the hawk nest in the big conifer over the parking lot is occupied again. I couldn’t see anything myself, but the guy who used to set up his telescope to watch them was there again.
 
As a capper, nicely bookending yesterday’s journey which began with the blackpoll warbler greeting at the outset, as I took one last look at the lake before leaving, spring peepers began sounding. It was the first time this year I’ve heard them here.
 
 
 
 
 
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