Reaping Our Frog Skins

The human race is acting like the proverbial frog. That famous metaphor who loitered too long in a pot of water and was slowly boiled to death.

Blog Frog

And isn’t it ironic that the Indigenous Peoples called money ‘frog skins’? And here we are slowly cooking ourselves. Using the philosophy of our growing frog skin economy to add kindling to the climatic burner. Placing our earth’s health somewhere near the bottom of the list. As if there is any comparison between money and oxygen or water.

                                         “When all the trees have been cut down,

                                          when all the animals have been hunted,

                                          when all the waters have been polluted,

                                          when all the air is unsafe to breathe,

                                          only then will you discover you cannot eat money.”

                                                                                                                   Cree Prophecy

Blog Deer

Maybe we’re so full of our own humanity’s importance that we can’t grasp the reality of the real. And maybe our being bombarded by social media news and pseudo info farts is deafening or deadening our ability to comprehend authentic and essential truths.

“Yet, as gradation is the beautiful secret of nature, and the fashioning spirit, which loves to develop and transcend, loves no less to moderate, to modulate, and harmonize, it did not mean by thus drawing man onward to the next state of existence, to destroy his fitness for this. It did not mean to destroy his sympathies with the mineral, vegetable, and animal realms, of whose components he is in great part composed—.”                                                                                        
                                                                                              Margaret Fuller,   Summer on the Lakes

Blog Spider

So, we invest our frog skins. Worry over them, water them, and fertilize them as we try to make our frog skins grow and grow until they have become the most dangerous plant we’ve ever worshipped.

Why, some folks still think the incessant and massive poisoning of our earth isn’t causing climate change. And you know what scares me? So many of these folks have the words. They twist and fabricate the truth by filling the air waves with their smooth-talking poppy-cock.

The deniers quote the very, very few scientists who say the world is square and there is no climate change and many of these deniers are the same folks who swallow this pill and that pill. And they get tested for one thing or another. Why? Because the majority of the scientists and doctors tell them that science says they should watch their blood pressure and cholesterol, get checked for this body part and that body part, etc. etc.
I think they deny scientific proof of climate change because they’re protecting their free range rights to grab more and more frog skins.  And the climate change confirmation is in the pudding.

Newfoundland Shepherd

Republican party’s convention cancelled because of a hurricane. The Conservative convention cancelled because of a flood. And now, historic hurricanes storming into the United States and the islands. Increasingly larger and more forest fires. Dryer and hotter weather. Records falling like bowling pins as more storms plunk their water-laden butts over an area and refuse to budge until they’ve cried out the last tear. Animals and plants being wiped out. On and on and pathetically on. Why, you’d think the world was trying to shake us off like a dog does his fleas.

         “For us who, from the moment
                              we first are worlded,
                              lapse into disarray,
 
                              who seldom know exactly
                              what we are up to,
                              and, as a rule, don’t want to,
 
                              what a joy to know
                              even when we can’t see or hear you,
                              that you are around,
 
                              though very few of you
                              find us worth looking at,
                              unless we come too close.”
                                                       W.H. Auden:   Address To The Beasts

Blog Bird

I once saw a sign that said, ”I’ve got nothing against God. It’s his fan club I can’t stand.”

I mention this because I’m ashamed of some of those frantic folks who say they are on their way to heaven and blessed by God and get messages from God and then I see how they talk and vote and treat the earth and their innocent fellow human beings. As if the worst sins in the world are those which involve our reproductive organs.

Because becoming a bona-fide, growing, and spiritual human, including those who believe they are climbing Jacob’s ladder to heaven, doesn’t mean outgrowing your need for the elemental.

How we’re treating our earth, ourselves and all of its inhabitants, isn’t that a sin?

Blog Hiker on Mica Mountain