it seems that this world lies at our fingertips-
yet we have never been so disconnected. indeed, it is the most curious paradox.
i miss the earth.
the trees, lightening bugs, stars in the city.
walking on the beach without seeing plastic bottles and cigarette butts.
i fear technology is suffocating Our Mother.
and if that unfolds-
i dread the day my magic stops singing in my bones. the reprecussions will be unprecedented. and Brother Moon. . . none of these sentient beings have a clue.