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Gaia Is Not Pleased

August 2nd, 2017

And she is showing it quite clearly. I was pretty sure that it is summer and that we’re in very early August anno domini 2017?

She? If you don’t know? Well, she is called Mother Earth?

By the way, if there’s indeed gender in this case, that would seem quite strange, but for the sake of the argument.

If there was indeed a possibility to determine such a thing concerning planets and other things like deity?

Determining the gender of a deity, boat or planet? Well, is it not just a faulty human perspective? All humans are quite alike and have been through out of time.

Humans are still trying to redefine themself and avoiding the looking-glass of history that defines their very existence. Acceptance?

Here comes the kicker, what if we defined us as humans? What if we defined us as humans with equal rights and responsibilities. What if we did not define us based on percieved diffirences, but on the common? What if we defined us based on what we all have in common?

The idea of innovation? That has been going on for at least, forever.

Do you honestly believe that the omnipotent, all-knowing and divine one… is of male gender?

That the “all-knowing” is an old man? A “gubbe”?

Why, would anyone ever assume that? Surely, there must have been some kind of gigantic misunderstanding along the way? No one can truly believe that?

An old man? An omnipotent, all-knowing and divine controlling the life and destiny of: 7 523 105 000 living people?

There’s a reason why the so-called native people (it is such a bizarre concept and there’s even apparently a list: List of indigenous peoples, I will not address that right now. I’ll leave it as food for thought.) call us: little brothers!

Patiently and with the uttermost dignity waiting for the rest (us) to understand something and change our ways. They are waiting for the little brothers and sisters to finally grow up and take care of our mother.

Not far from where I live there are two major motorways. There are 100 000’s vehicles passing on them every hour, every day all year along. It just doesn’t make sense. 365 days a year. I’m actually (!) surpriced that private motoring exists at all. 25 years ago I was convined it would be quite different. What do you know?

The notion that a majority of the World’s privileged population still do not recognize Gaia’s discontent (the climatic changes) or the fact that anyone* can deny it to begin with is simply beyond my mental capabilities. It is truly mind-boggling.

“La bĂȘtise est fantastique.”.

It has been known since the 1960’s, that would be regarding the climatic changes not the little brothers and sisters. That’s a much longer history I’m afraid.

*Agent Orange is not excluded, that would be the current President of the United States.

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