God’s Green Garden

Nature. Trees. Stars. Landscapes. Mountains. Rivers. Leaves. Sticks. That pine tree Christmas smell. Chestnuts. Grass. Freshly cut grass. Dead aspen trees. Fires. Camp fires. Out of control fires. Animals. Decay. Predators. The fit will survive. Brutality. Sunshine. Disease. Death. Sorrow. Pain. Hurt. Fear. Run. Hide. Don’t give up. Try harder. Eat more. Gain weight. Gain muscle. Gain fat. Choose. Try and be faster than the person next to you. Climb trees. Eat fruit. Be happy. Maybe. This Green Garden is a beautifully brutal place. Full of love and hate. Happiness and sorrow. Pain and joy. We are apart of this garden and we are ruining it. Waste. Pollution. Plastic. Toxicity. We are a disease. We are killing the very thing keeping us alive. Why do we do it. Why are we so ignorant. Why why why why why? Can’t we just go back to being excited with making a sharp stick with a rock or creating sparks by striking flint together? Oh the simplicity of being stupid.