The 21st century has so far experienced a very trying series of events. In the same way that a president receives a pass down from his predecessor, so has this new century received from the last, and little of it seems positive. Pollution, overpopulation, limited resources, and impending ecological doom: all of these hang heavy over the heads of Earth’s citizens. This planet needs a salt water enema.
Creation, not destruction, caused the problems visible today. The massive creation of a global economy, the massive creation of new industry, and the massive creation of a huge worldwide population bursting through the disgusting skin of this planet to survive have created the state of things. The act of change creates waste, as does the act of creation, so many things have been changed and created that waste literally covers the spatial workbench we call home. That waste stinks like feces, welfare, nuclear pollution, and war. For all of that waste, this planet needs a salt water enema.
The hopeless cling to the past hoping hopelessly that by some great hope they can leap from misery to salvation thereby avoiding the collision course with disaster we are set for. The strong are willing to embrace a change and make sacrifice in order to survive. In the following pages an idea will be introduced that would unleash diluvial torrents of a real chance for Earth’s salvation from mankind’s wanton want. What this planet needs: a salt water enema. Noah got onboard, but everybody else? Fucked.
I am Noah fucking incarnate.
Creation, not destruction, caused the problems visible today. The massive creation of a global economy, the massive creation of new industry, and the massive creation of a huge worldwide population bursting through the disgusting skin of this planet to survive have created the state of things. The act of change creates waste, as does the act of creation, so many things have been changed and created that waste literally covers the spatial workbench we call home. That waste stinks like feces, welfare, nuclear pollution, and war. For all of that waste, this planet needs a salt water enema.
The hopeless cling to the past hoping hopelessly that by some great hope they can leap from misery to salvation thereby avoiding the collision course with disaster we are set for. The strong are willing to embrace a change and make sacrifice in order to survive. In the following pages an idea will be introduced that would unleash diluvial torrents of a real chance for Earth’s salvation from mankind’s wanton want. What this planet needs: a salt water enema. Noah got onboard, but everybody else? Fucked.
I am Noah fucking incarnate.
