When all is said and done, this is all there is.

Apr 22, 2010 16:33

Yesterday, I trashed my machine.
Yeah, I know.  I've been working on it for...  what, months?  It's nearing a year.  I just got tired of it.
Took it out back and took a bat to it.  Funny, how something wooden, so organic, destroyed something so metallic and synthetic.  It was a triumphant victory of nature that was so subtle, the neighbors didn't even blink an eye.  They're used to me by now.
But metal is not synthetic.  It comes from the earth.  Everything we have came from the earth.  Now plastic -- wait.  Polyethylene is an organic compound.  Not even that can be considered truly synthetic.  All we have is all there is, and it all comes from right here, where we live.
And we're trying to kill it.

Now that the machine is gone, I wonder what's next.

But you know this is only the beginning.
 

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