"Isn't it obvious that the planet cannot survive the excesses of the human race. Pollution of land, air and sea. Sub-atomic particle accelerators, mass consumption of waste, uncontrolled breeding habits and doesn't it make sense that the cry of the true lunatic rings..."Let's go shopping"

I want to live...

in a post...

Apocolyptic World

Where I run wildly like a rabbit through the streets of broken urban civilizations greeting the giant plants of new world order that tear through fields of concrete pandemonium fast food chain salon industrial meltdown rape of the world that once was...
Mostly naked l will fly through the disaster that once was to observe and cherish the scares that are now healing...
Organic hemp & bamboo scarves will adorn my body died brightly with turmeric and magenta flower petals that softly caress the ecstatic sufaces of my fleshy being vibrating on now super frequencies of gaian mind...ism. Sweating out the toxins of the past purging my inner universe of the heavy metals that once held me at bay from the giant waterfalls of pranic and tantric super clear and aware energies that plunge the grids of all galactic existence...

"In my world, you will wear leather clothes that will last you a life time. You will stalk elk through a grand forest that surrounds Rockefeller Center. You will climb the vines that rap the Sears tower and when you look down you will see tiny figures pounding corn and laying stripes of venison in some abandoned super highway..."

Where I will leap from vine to vine picking through the wreckage...
EVERYTHING that I find will have meaning and value...nothing will be disposable...
And EVERYONE see in this flight of the vulture will bring tears to my eyes and we will embrace like long lost brothers and sisters plaid in hand made cloaks of nature, covered in dirt all over but clean, alive and full of imaginative fantastical wonder inside as we are reborn into the great adventure of the unknown...we will at last all realize we have something in common and for the first time the entire world will agree...

And the street lights that once hid the night sky from our eyes will be shattered. All that you see now before you now will be lost...the churches and malls and buses and planes...the neon adult bookstore signs and gas station pumps and traffic jams and sky scraping egos of world domination...the endless plastic bottles the lines the gutters civilization and giant sea scooping fishing nets and satellites and white picked fences... the cruise boats and missile launchers and factory farms and family photos and nuclear wastes and animal testing and genetic manipulation and pestisides and life insurance policies and add campaigns and stock markets and all the dollar bills... all will be cast into the fires of unsustainablilty...

The stories of the old human race of waste will become myth. And the myths will become legend of the days the earth said..."NO MORE!"