How little we humans really matter, Gentle Reader! And, oh, our huge self importance! What are we really, but a hyper intelligent bipedal ape with scant body hair, and we have essentially so overtaken every ecosystem on the planet in order to exploit every single living organism to our personal benefit, as to have all but hijacked this entire earth and its entire biosphere. We are holding the rest of nature hostage through our greed and self-importance. I say the rest of nature because despite our superior arrogance we are every bit as much a part of nature as are moss, bedbugs, mice and earthworms, only we are also somewhat nastier. Every time we take a shit, Gentle Reader, we are reminded of this rather humbling fact. We are born, much the same way as other mammalian species are conceived and born, and then we die and our bodies dissolve into the same mother earth, just like every other organism.
We bend ourselves all out of shape over this current covid 19 pandemic but the rest of nature still soldiers on, just naturalizing away. How dare they? Treating us important and oh so very superior humans as if we don't even exist, or that our existence should matter to them so little. Do they have any idea whom they are talking to. Except for one salient little detail. The rest of nature doesn't talk to us at all. It is as if they have more important things to do. Spring has just morphed into summer, on schedule as always, and apparently oblivious to the fear and anxiety that we are all living under. One of those human things, you know. Doesn't really matter that much, or not all that much, anyway.
And with or without us, summer is going to transition into fall. The days will grow short and cool and in many regions the dying leaves will burst into vivid hues of red, orange and yellow. Then comes winter, when nature falls asleep, weary and tired from her great work of producing and regenerating new life for yet another cycle. We will also survive and get through this. We always do. We humans are wired and designed to survive and to thrive in adversity. We always have and we always will. Not everyone is going to survive, and eventually we all end up dying. it's written in the contract. But we have been through ice ages, famines, droughts, wars and, yes, pandemics. We have gone on to thrive as one of the most successful of all species in the history of our dear Mother Earth, putting us in the same category as rats and cockroaches for species viability.
At least most of us are starting to understand that we do not rule or dominate this earth. It is this earth that rules and dominates us. If we have any superior position on this planet it is as servants and stewards of other living things, to neither exploit, nor harm but to protect and foster friendship. This we have failed miserably at, and it is going to take this pandemic, and who knows whatever other future horrors to really kick our ass into shape. We can only pray that by that time it will not be too late. All for now, ducks!
But we re also an incredibly self-centred and self-obsessed organism, thinking mostly in terms of what am I going to get out of this, what's in it for me, and am I going to get out of here alive? Well, a few of us are not. I could be one of those few. I am after all older and near the category of those who tend to have the worst possible outcome with the virus. Does this frighten me? A bit. I would be lying if I said otherwise. But not a lot,. I do get anxious at times, but then I try tol remember that there are many around me who are having it far worse than I am. If not sick and dying themselves, they have family and loved ones who might have already died from it, opr they are frontline health workers, or they are living with other multiple issues tht make them so much more vulnerable and so much more frightened and scared.
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