Thursday, March 31, 2011

The Green Thing

Someone sent me this and I thought it was worth posting.  I do not know who the "original" author is.  I wish I did so that I may give them the proper credit they justly deserve!

In the line at the store, the cashier told the older woman that plastic bags weren’t good for the environment.  The woman apologized to her and explained, “We didn’t have the green thing back in my day.”

That’s right, they didn’t have the green thing in her day. 
 Back then, they returned their milk bottles, Coke bottles and beer bottles to the store.  The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, using the same bottles over and over.  So they really were recycled.  But they didn’t have the green thing back in her day.

In her day, they walked up stairs, because they didn’t have an elevator in every store and office building. 
 They walked to the grocery store and didn’t climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time they had to go two blocks.  But she’s right.  They didn’t have the green thing in her day.

Back then, they washed the baby’s diapers because they didn’t have the throw-away kind. 
 They dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts – wind and solar power really did dry the clothes.  Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.  But that old lady is right, they didn’t have the green thing back in her day.

Back then, they had one TV, or radio, in the house – not a TV in every room. 
 And the TV had a small screen the size of a pizza dish, not a screen the size of the state of Montana .  In the kitchen, they blended and stirred by hand because they didn’t have electric machines to do everything for you. When they packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, they used wadded up newspaper to cushion it, not styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap.

Back then, they didn’t fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. 
 They used a push mower that ran on human power. They exercised by working so they didn’t need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity. But she’s right, they didn’t have the green thing back then.

They drank from a fountain when they were thirsty, instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time they had a drink of water.They refilled pens with ink, instead of buying a new pen, and they replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.  But they didn’t have the green thing back then.

Back then, people took the streetcar and kids rode their bikes to school or rode the school bus, instead of turning their moms into 24-hour taxi services.
 They had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And they didn’t need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 22,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest pizza joint.

But that old lady is right ...
 they didn’t have the green thing back in her day!

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Stop, Look And Listen

"The human heart cries out for help; the human soul implores us for deliverance; but we do not heed their cries, for we neither hear nor understand. But the man who hears and understands we call mad, and flee from him."   Kahil Gibran 

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Burden Or A Blessing - Only Time Will Tell

A thousand piece round puzzle has been laid upon my table,
I wonder what it will reveal, the truth or just some grand fable.

The box in which it came in has mysteriously disappeared.
Maybe a completed puzzle is something to be feared.

But as I find two pieces that fit neatly into place,
I begin to feel in some way this effects the human race.

When I try to walk away, as I often attempt to do,
The gravity of its concept keeps returning to my view.

It makes me question my own sanity, I know you all do to.
But, one thing is for sure,
The worlds I no longer do.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Self Inflicted

Mother natures anger can be seen in many ways.
Most vividly are the episodes of extreme weather we have these days.

It can't be any clearer how she shows her disgust,
For the rape, murder and pillage of the Earth which to us was trust.

I will tell you that the penalty for these crimes will get stiffer,
As long as those who listen to opinions about mans effect on change differ.

Now that we've cast what has been, the most important Presidential vote.
Of this hefty weight, It's the US the most will burden before the world will lend in tote.

But, when I look at our face of example, I still see nothing short of scary.
The world sees a divided nation, who's own weight it can not carry!

So, what extreme weather must now we be hit with,
Before we all agree that mans effects are not just a myth?

Millenniums in the future, Alien archaeologists, our remains they will exhume.
They will ponder on the extinction theories, I wonder what they'll presume.

These Alien scientist's in their labs, our bones they will explore.
Like the Dinosaurs before,
Our species will be no more.

After carefully viewing the outcome, they will run the tests again,
Searching the universal data base, they find nothing close in kin.

You see in billions of years of life forms deriving from Quasar,
They'll debate with heightened passion, and stipulate this case is Bizarre.

At the conclusion, they will struggle to understand,
You see, never before has a species, become extinct at its own hand.

Final deduction?
It was self destruction! (Joram 08)

Monday, March 14, 2011

It's a wants vs needs thing.

"Untill we learn to live without, things that we do not need to live,
we run the risk of running out of the very things we do." Joram

Stop, look and listen.
The tress with water droplets glisten.

Watch the changing tapestry of the oceans and the sky,
Contemplate; who, what, when and why.

We live a life filled with pathways of lies.
Consumed with consuming to hectic to recognize.

Seeing but not viewing,
Hearing but not listening,
Using up and not renewing.

We construct monuments of affluence, fueled by our greed,
Rather than living by what we need.

Sixty billion years of life before us;
Silent were the lives.
Now the planet can not ignore us as we jab her with our knives.

The way we live, a mere versimilitude,
We defy and deny our impact inspite of its magnitude.

When will we act? Will it be too late?
We feel we can fix anything, no matter what we create.

What justifies this notion
That's emmersed in commotion?

Why do we assume wrongly that we are that great?
This noxious notion...
I am afraid will seal our fate. Joram

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