Search the site...

EnduranceWriter
  • Blog
  • Cowachunga - Ch. 1
  • Cowachunga - Ch. 2
  • About
  • Contact
  • Blog
  • Cowachunga - Ch. 1
  • Cowachunga - Ch. 2
  • About
  • Contact

ENDURANCEWRITER

AKA Damon Arvid. Under-the-radar writer, musician. Let's keep it that way. The cloud novels and other highlights are being collected at DamonArvid.com. To access all the music and Avocado Sun, click the big black box below.

Fabric - Summon These Days (Music)

Points of Contact (Destruct and Transmit)

4/11/2020

0 Comments

 
The nearness of nature to us all, despite the distance we try to put.
Picture
The planting of human superstructure in virgin soil with not one moment of consideration of the underlying ecosystem that has nurtured humans over a millennium. You cannot sterile nature out. When animal hosts for viruses and creepy crawlies at microbial levels disappear, when the easy routes to propagation disappear through ecosystem loss or mass slaughter, they will find a way to survive. Attach to a new host, say the dominant large mammal on the planet.


Wreak havoc with populations, civilizations, until a new stasis is found. That is the imperative of whatever balance has to sort itself out. Until antiquated things like centers do not hold and whole new planets must be found to infect. 


Corpus habitus, de puncta contactus.


I was in Guimaras a few years back, on the isolated side. Walking the beach, very few signs of civilization in sight, a few fishing boats and huts. A couple resorts of the rustic variety and beach homes created by those with the wheels and means. Examining the exposed rocks volcanic rocks at low tide, full of intricate jags and edges, I noticed the imprints of mussels. Every single mussel had been pried off available rocks. There was not one mussel left and this was far from a city. Nature’s larder stripped bare is one sign that a symbiotic relationship has been lost. It is a short step from constant need and hunger to cities that grow seemingly without plan, ecosystems lost in a blip.


I can only imagine remote caves in the mountains where people find communities of bats to disrupt and destroy as more money percolates to the hands of those who can afford exotics for their supposed health benefits. What was reserved for truly dire situations, a relative with a serious illness, becomes a daily preventative. Bats in the soup… a relic of Great Leap Forward privations, now a symbol of status in the daily hot pot diner of life. 
​


Cebu, Philippines 3/15/20
Picture
I believe that Covid 19 is a wake up call that we cannot build a shared global order on the tenets of unsustainable exploitation of resources and a trade carrot that will lead to exponentially greater resource stresses  (biodiversity depletion, carbon footprint, yada yada). A pause to look around and consider whether the system of incentives built into the current system is the right one.
0 Comments



Leave a Reply.

    Damon Arvid

    Author of Arisugawa Park. Fabric. Life.

    Picture

    Archives

    May 2020
    April 2020
    March 2020
    January 2020
    December 2019
    November 2019
    October 2019
    September 2019
    October 2017
    June 2017
    April 2017
    March 2017
    February 2017
    January 2017
    December 2016
    November 2016
    October 2016
    September 2016
    August 2016
    July 2016
    June 2016
    May 2016
    April 2016
    March 2016
    February 2016
    January 2016
    December 2015
    November 2015
    October 2015
    September 2015
    August 2015
    July 2015
    June 2015
    May 2015
    April 2015
    March 2015
    February 2015

    Categories

    All

    RSS Feed

Proudly powered by Weebly
Proudly powered by Weebly