Seeing into the future
“Forgetting oneself is opening oneself”
I’ve this dream that I own a time-travelling machine.
I can go anywhere I want — the beginning or end of time especially seize my attention.
How did all begin and/or will it end?
And then I ask myself what I’d do, once I arrived at the chosen moment? Fix something, take the information back to the current moment or…nothing?
Like all of us, I’m sure there are a few things in the past that I’d have done differently. As to the future, I’m desperate to know how bad it’s going to be but do I honestly think, even with (say) photographic or video evidence, anyone, once appraised of the information, would then take their foot off the consumerist, comfort-seeking gas? I doubt it. I very much doubt it.
The thing is, unless you’re fully asleep at the wheel, you don’t have to go very far to understand that the climate catastrophe is real and very, very serious — for all of humanity and all sentient beings. And, by and large, no one is prepared, certainly at a political level, to a) admit the problem and b) do what’s necessary to stop the rot. Why is that? Because they’re too afraid of the consequences to them or their career? It sure looks that way. But they’re playing a dangerous game with our future and at some stage soon, unless I’ve got this very wrong, there’s going to be a backlash of such severity that it will blow them off their little solipsistic perches.
Then again, does any of it really matter? I mean, we’re the problem, collectively, and that means as I opined on Twitter yesterday, you reap what you sow and we’ll have no one to blame but ourselves once the faecal matter hits the proverbial fan. I know that that’s an uncomfortable and uncompromising message but where else are you going to look to apportion blame? The Billionaire class, the super-emitting companies or the countries that seem to think business as usual is a given? And just to be clear, it’s not my business to heap shame or opprobrium on anyone. You must do your thing, and I’ll do mine. But it’s sure difficult to get your head around a situation that has happened so quickly and with such devastating consequences.
I think it was Stephen Jenkinson in his song “Fate” where he says, in reference to a road sign:
be prepared to be STOPPED.
And that’s how I feel about the whole shebang. We might think we’re able to plot a way forward, drill down on the numbers and put in place a plethora of earth-saving options but it will never happen.
What am I trying to say?
Nothing really. I just know that even without my time-travelling machine, I’ve a pretty good idea of what’s up ahead, and with each passing day, the situation is getting a lot worse.