Let Us Flatter Ourselves, That Perhaps It’s A Little Of Both.
The scourge of wise humanity
Plagues Earth from pole to pole.
It needn’t take a sage to see
What want can swallow whole:
The mind; a starving carnivore,
Philosophy; a foal.
We kill for sport and hearty gore
What first we try extol.
Then hark! We go lamenting all the innocence we stole:
O’ why can’t nature let us be?
What sin her vicious goal?
Why can’t we calm, or leastways flee,
Those beasts we can’t control?
No ’mount of will can set us free!
Man can’t befriend his soul!
But still we fret,
And still we fright,
And still we always hope...
That bitterness will fade to light
For every misanthrope.
Humans are Damage
We see the damage that humans do to nature every day. We see it in the gray smoke being pumped into the air from the factories, in the iridescent oil slick on top of the blue water, in the stray dog eating fast food scraps off of the concrete, in the sound of a tree trunk splintering and breaking, in the constant pacing of the animal who has been confined to a cage, in construction set to replace green grass with black asphalt, in the prevalence of another announcement that an endangered species is now extinct, in the piles of garbage that collect in land fills.
At the same time, we can see how humans do damage to one another. We manipulate, steal, abuse, neglect, violate, enslave and kill each other. We talk down to one another. We hurt people who then go on to hurt other people. We continue the cycle and pass trauma from generation to generation, never ending.
What humans have failed to realize is that nature is more resilient than humanity. Nature's cycle is one of destruction and rebuilding. A fire will burn down the forrest in order for the forrest to grow new luscious life. Humanity's fate has been sealed by the collectives' actions. Humans will be the cause of the end of everything we know. And nature will rebuild. The green weeds will slip through the cracks of the concrete. Vines will wrap around the deteriorating corporate buildings. Trees will grow through the asphalt that was meant to keep them out. Nature has inhabited this planet long before humans arrived and will be here long after we leave.
Humanity is a cancer on a more perfect organism. We deny it because we are human. It is obvious to all who aren't.
The word corruption brings to mind the notion of something pure that has been contacted and overcome by a malignant force.
It seems to me that the nature of sin is such that when we participate in it, we are acting without intention or cause.
Human beings are held to a higher standard than their innate animalistic drives to attain power, pleasure, and knowledge by any means necessary.
We are, for some reason (whether that is divinely inspired or humanely contrived), called to be better than what we are, always and in all ways.
Nature and human activity both are what they are, we notice them, participate in them, and can uniquely comment on and record them in ways that seem to change things as time passes.
None of us is perfect, because that is how it is. We suffer, we react to suffering, we look for ways to take that pain away and prevent it from ever happening again. We live in societies that demand sacrifice and duty which means we are moved in some ways by shame, and in others by a sense of righteousness.
Whether or not a person believes in a god or a religious system of morality, or whether they derive their values logically based on what they have been taught by others to be proper seems to make very little difference to the one stark reality that we face on a daily basis.
We know we are going to die.
That tragic fact, and the facts of our suffering and clever avoidances of it, has driven us to devise systems that make us seem to ourselves as more than what we are. We call these things society, humanity, culture, religion, art, science,
a clamoring undirected mass grasping at thin air that has somehow led to this moment that you sit here reading these words that I am writing, or have written.
We live in buildings, under laws, in a polluted air full of innovation "progress" and data collection that brings our psyche to a place beyond our animal and into something greater that cannot yet be seen or measured.
Is is fear? Tenacity? Shame? God? Nobody can say how or why we are so conflicted or what it is we are constantly rising above.
Evil; however, is real. It exists for its own sake and intentionally spits in the face of what we value. It is fearful and treacherous, it is a liar and seller of false comforts that blankets our potential in a thick pall.
Evil is a necessary aspect of our lives and deserves the same respect and reverential understanding that we give what we value. It is in all of us. We can't even picture what it is or know how to avoid it without knowing what can and has transpired as a result of human action.
Evil is intentional, and self perpetuating, it is not tragic, it is purposeful, powerful, and has overtaken entire generations of our kind. We know what it is when we see it, in our minds and the darkest fears an images that the psyche can conjure.
We all have archetypal images of evil in our mind, some of mine are 9/11, 1940's Nazism and the deaths of millions,
and stories of Lucifer, Satan, The adversary. A fallen angel that, because of his pride in intellect, power hungry greed, and jealousy, manipulated Gods favored creation into perpetual suffering and confusion.
I've always wondered: if evil existed in the Garden only in the body of the snake, why would Eve have even considered her transgression?
Evil is a very tempting and pleasing experience that incites our curiosity and obsesses the sensory experiences, addicting us and pulling us along when we fail to see it for what it is.
We see it depicted in films that we watch in cathartic bliss, in moments of rage or retribution when we use words or actions to destroy something. We feel it in ourselves as the shame that tells us we are imperfect and thus disgusting by nature, it is our self loathing, our depression, our anxieties and paranoia.
Evil is very very real, and if you contact it with curiosity, you will notice just how hard it is to actually be something that generates a positive impact. How big a responsibility we each have, for some reason, to be something greater than ourselves.
We are inherently called and conflicted to recognize the evil that exists in our potential, how it relates to our desires, and what it is outside of us that gives each of us the value and purpose to move with dignity and progress constructively.
tit for tat
in simple terms i believe its tit-for-tat
we screw nature and nature screws us right back...if not ten times worse
We can’t do much
Humanity can't corrupt nature. nature is the accumulation of all the forces of the universe. we are just tiny, puny insignificant orgsnisms that deep down still think we're the center of the universe.
well, you know what happens to narcissists when reality comes knocking...
the earth existed for 5.6 billions of years and life got around after the first big B. since then, there were changes, and changes. many of them induced by organisms. others by other forces. the earth did not need to adapt, but organisms that failed to conform to the new environment that they face are gone.
i'll give in and say we can do an impressive job at messing up the place, for the time being. but in the end, the place reforms back and reclaims. we can drive much of the fauna and flora to extinction, but new forms will take their place. the details are those that change, but the form stays the same.
all the landscaping, all the deep mining, all the roads , the nuclear silos, are nothing but ant hills; temporary constructs of short sighted organisms. but unlike ants , termites , i doubt we will be around for millions of years...
wait, that's not a good way to end things.
we are a product of nature. all the things we do and could think about is within nature. maybe if we become more aware of that, we might get this through eon.
There is no corruption except in our minds, meaning that this concept is our invention, being a word, in which, if I understand it correctly, is encapsulated the eternal idea that something was in a wondrous state of affairs that was lost or, in any case, that degradation of some sort had taken place. My assumption is that, if we are the way we are, then there is no point in finding out who corrupted who because things could not be elsewise, though if we put enough thought into it we can find arguments for both sides that are equally valid. Yet we emerged out of nature, so we cannot do more than we have been given the ability to by our Mother, even if nourishing the illusion of evolving or suffering a downfall. We merely play our role, as different and self-destructing as it might appear at times, and if we march towards our perishment or corruption, it is fine because other species will live without us and other planets will replace the earth if the latter is eradicated, which is almost a certitude.
From nature with love pt 2
We corrupt each other.
It’s a never ending cycle.
Nature gives us gift in pounds, and we never want for naught.
So we become greedy and we take and take.
We build and break.
Our oils and gases trickling into the ground slowly killing, and deforming.
While nature is all smiles and still giving.
It was its own
free to just be
Until it was disrupted
never to be the same again
It was an untouched beauty
Now it is only a fragment of what it used to be
In all transparency
I don't believe it will ever be the same again
because of us.
All kinds of wrong
I have always believed that concepts like nature, people, time, humanity and so many others I can't remember at the moment, have physical and metaphysical manifestations.
Humans corrupt nature. How could it possibly be the other way around? You don't see the sky spilling oil all over us. Aside from thunder, there is pretty much little noise that comes from up there. I don't see the land picking it's little, big, dangerous wastes and laying them unapologetically on the bed I lay. Nature keeps saving us even as we let it die.
well, poverty, hurt, pain, disease, pandemics, disasters, the corrupt little mindful and mindless actions we call 'human nature', that's nature too. We can't touch it. And we pretty much have no say in what it does to us. It's nature by being predetermined, uncontrollable. It corrupts us, makes us do things we wouldn't normally do. Some poor steal, mentally ills kill, some diseased unsympathetic, the locked down engage in fraud and sexual immorality.
I might be wrong. It's in my nature to be.