A world without buildings

Imagine a world without buildings

A world where the grass is always green

A world where we don’t have to hide

Don’t feel the need to die

A world that isn’t about death

But life.

Imagine a world without buildings

A world without institutions

Without power

A world that isn’t about war

But peace.

A parallel universe we will never reach

Because extinction looms, doomed

to drown in our man-made creation

of buildings.  

By Liv.

(I wrote this sat in a cafe, sat in a seat by a floor to ceiling window staring out at the bright sunny day, with clear blue skies. Despite the pleasantness of the day, all I could think about was what a shame it was I couldn’t see the beauty of the world itself, because my view was so blocked by huge, grey, ugly buildings. So, my inspiration for humanities penchant of ruining the natural world inspired this poem)

Is humanity defective?

This piece is along the same lines as my previous post, so if you like this one, then check out ‘what should we be afraid of ?’ as well.

I’ve always found it difficult to trust people, suspicious of every motive a person has, suspicious of why they might want to know things about me.  I think that we must all find it difficult to trust to some extent because there are things we all keep secret, things that we will never utter to any other living soul.  Why though? What makes humanity so untrustworthy that we wouldn’t even trust those closest to us with those things. 

I happen to believe that humanity is defective.  Perhaps that is merely my excuse for everything that we have done, because if we are truly made as we were meant to be, then what cruel design it was.  We have what seems to be an uncontrollable tendency towards greed above sustainability, self-preservation above others, self-obsession over empathy.  Why must we fight so hard to control those things, to make people care about the world in which we live? If we were not defective as a species then why is destruction the first path we take, why not preservation?

We claim to be the most intelligent species to have ever existed, and yet we may become the only species to have sown the seeds of their own extinction.  Too wrapped up in proof and evidence and science, all man-made things, when what really matters is that we are harming nature, and we can do something about it.  Arguing the technicalities of who caused climate change, global warming and what proof is there, is simply avoidance, because admitting it means having to allow someone to take an element of control, to impose a regulation on your movements.  People don’t like to be controlled.

No other animal is like us, in fact we see ourselves as so superior that we don’t regard ourselves an animal at all; but we are.  Perhaps we should act more like animals, follow a few more rules of nature regarding our surroundings.  We call someone an animal as an insult, to insinuate that they are some kind of monster, but animals kill because they must, they kill to eat.  Tell me, why do humans of history kill or start wars? I’d argue it’s mostly driven by greed, all war has had some kind of personal gain for someone.  It’s far worse to be called a human than an animal.

I hope that there’s enough people out there that we can change that.

Is depression a symptom of society?

Everyone my age has experienced sadness, everyone in the world has experienced sadness, but when, at what point does that become depression?  I never know where the line is, if there even is one.  I’d hope for most people that’s a question they never have to ask, but I think that in our present climate that would be a naïve impression to have.  You might think me pessimistic, in fact I hope you do, because that probably means you’ve never suffered depression, but for me, I think most people have at some point in their lifetime. 

I was told once by a teacher at my secondary school, that everyone would experience depression at least once in their lifetime.  I remember being horrified that she could make such a claim in front of 15-year olds, little did I know I was on the brink of falling into that void myself. 

There has to be a reason, that we are all so discontent with lives that we should highly appreciate.  I happen to believe it is our relationship with the world around us.  Greed has the gotten the better of us, society was born to judge us, change us, alienate the real us.  When you feel like you can’t just be an unfiltered version of yourself, when you need to put on a pretence for the ‘social’ world, you lose the real you, and when you lose that part of yourself that makes up your identity, what do you become other than a blank slate for society to write on? With this brings its own problems, because society has no definition of perfection, it is riddled with contradictions and impossible standards that no one can attain in their real lives.  So where does that leave you?

It left me unfulfilled, uncertain, lost, without purpose, without passion.  I only wanted others to like me, but when you are in that position you aren’t living for yourselves but for other people, often strangers that can have no care for your true wellbeing. 

I tricked myself and everyone else into thinking that that was okay when really, I was at the lowest point of my life, and no one saw the signs, how could I have expected them to, when I didn’t even know myself well enough to see it?

The point is though, I did come to a realisation, that I didn’t want to live for other people, I wanted to have my own agenda, I wanted to be someone unique, something new, something no one else could be.  The simplest way of achieving that, was to become the person I always was under all the pretence, to become open about my feelings, about what I went through behind closed doors.  I set myself free from what I saw as the constraints of society, all the stigma, I told myself not to care about it.  That’s not an easy thing for anyone, and I have in no way achieved that completely, but although I still have bad days, and depressive ‘episodes’ I no longer feel ashamed, or feel I have to hide it. 

Liv x

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Polluted planet, polluted mind

POLLUTED PLANET; POLLUTED MIND

When our planet is dying
When our people are getting fatter
When suicide is a leading factor
Of death in first world countries

Do you think maybe there’s a link?
And maybe that’s our connection with the environment?

But if nature is our miracle cure,
Stop throwing rubbish on your mother’s floor.

Olivia.

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Where do we belong?

Have you ever felt like you belonged somewhere? Really belonged? Somewhere where the people don’t judge you, or you have no fear of being judged.  There aren’t cliques or worries of being friends with the right people.  There just people, people like you, trying to find their way in world full of monsters that aren’t exciting like the ones we find in fantasy, but are instead made from humanity themselves.  Our heroes don’t have the luxury of saving the world from an alien enemy, because in reality, the only enemy we have is ourselves, humans. We care too much about our image, about what people think of us, we tend to forget what really matters.

It’s hard to find a place in the world when your species is destroying it, when it seems humanity itself is no longer fit to be here.  I hate the greed that our species seems to harbour, the pointless jobs that only serve human needs, not the needs of the world.  Or shouldn’t they be the same thing?  I think a lot of people feel that way, but we tend to give in to society, to peer pressure. 

There are many religions in this world, but why do so few worship mother nature?  It is only by her grace that we keep living, and you can’t deny it.  Whether you believe in religion or in science if we continue to destroy her, climate change will strike back, and then there will be no one left to feel out of place and depressed in a world we have made sick. 

There are few moments in this life when I have felt completely alive, all nerves awake and feeling, and all of these have been when in connection with the beauty of nature.  A stunning sunrise, a meadow, a forest alive with colour and sounds, proof that we have not destroyed everything beautiful quite yet. 

I think it’s no wonder mental health illnesses are on the rise when we have polluted our planet to the point we consume microplastics without noticing and our seas are sick with the same poison.  How can we claim to belong anywhere, when our own planet, the only home we all share, is rejecting us because our self-obsessed greed is leading to the extinction of innocent animals that we share this Earth with.  Should we be surprised that we feel alone?

We have to take responsibility and make it right, create a world where we all belong, humans and nature alike, because if we don’t, climate change will make it right for us, and there will no place for humanity in that world.