Apocalypse Porn

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
madness, starving hysterical naked,

Allen Ginsberg, Howl

Any sane and well functioning individual would have to agree that this stanza published over 55 years ago is more pertinent to the circumstances of the present than it was in the day.
I have watched some of the most respected scientists of today, in the social, chemical. and physical realms, state in very clear and compelling language that they truly believe the human race is facing a certain apocalypse in the relatively near future as a direct result of our contemptuous and narrow minded activity with respect to the environment.
Now, how could any rational and influential individual be predicating the apocalypse upon our very negligence while knowing that the means to ameliorate the impending catastrophe lie within our reach but are being abjectly ignored not go mad?
I have also observed a steady, albeit meandering, progression towards the enevitable conclusion revealed to many who have chosen to study in broad and global perspectives the effect of negligent environmental stewardship on the part of the industrial nations, by now almost ubiquitous.
Ever since Rachel Carson's book, "Silent Spring", was published in 1962 the question of anthropocentric activities impacting nature has become part of the collective unconsciousness of humanity. In the last 50 years, the words employed in the transmission of necessary knowledge to the masses have become less gaurded and more desperate.
I have heard Stephen Hawking, reknowned English cosmologiast and astro-physicist, suggest that the only hope for the continuation of humanity is the colonization of other planets. Of course, this is contingent upon the continued development of space exploration and travel. What Mr. Hawking is implicitly alluding to is the mountain of evidential scientific data which clearly indicates that the human race is perpetually engaged in a unsustainable destruction of the environment cloaked in the guise of technological progress. He is wise enough to realize that this trend in human behaviour is normalized but self-limiting. He is also wise enough to understand that all the wisdom of Solomon will not change the petulant greed and desire of modern technological society. Thus, Mr. Hawking offers a potential solution to an inevitable problem without concerning himself with the root causes of the gaia pathogenesis.
Others are not so kind and point more proverbial fingers than they can even muster up at the political and social perpetuators of the problem of environmental degradation. Just recently, I saw Stephen Lewis, Canadian politician, diplomat, and UN Secretary-General's special envoy for HIV/AIDS in Africa, rale on against the pussillanimity inherent in the Canadian federal government under de fuhrer Harper with regards to the protection or even the acknowledgment of the environment. Mr. Lewis decried the present Conservative (aka REFORM) party's lack of agenda with regards to environmental sustainability at the national level, accusing the prime minister of Canada, Stephen Harper, of contributing to and thus perpetuating the political indifference towards the ramifications of carbon-based energy economies. This pervasive political indifference inherent in all industrialized nations, according to Mr. Lewis, is the biggest impediment towards curbing climate change. Once considered speculative by the petrol industry, climate change is now universally accepted by anyone of sound mind as fact, contibutable almost exclusively to humanities self-absorbed activities on the 3rd stone from the sun. In fact, the International Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) used its strongest words to date recently in its 2013 report when it stated that there was

incontravertible evidence

that climate change was caused by human activities.
Mr. Lewis, just as Mr. Hawking, clearly envisioned the pending carbon-based apocalypse but did not leave his meanings implicit. He repeatedly became very emotive and excited while speaking about the political indifference towards the future of the environment and humanity during the talk put on to the Canadian Institute of Public Health Inspectors, repeatedly pounding his clenched fist on the podium as if it were a pulpit and stressing the term "apocalypse" with regards to the unavoidable outcome to the planet if the present addiction to carbon-based energies was not immediately pushed into recovery mode, having found and promoted alternative forms of energy.
Of course, even the sometimes irrational optimism inherent in Mr. Lewis could not hide his desperate fear of the future if humanity does not change its course presently.
Others have expressed this fear in the form of frustration and disbelief.
I have read the great Canadian environmentalist, David Suzuki, speak of his confusion with regard to the inactivity displayed by the world community in response to climate change. The apocalyptic consequences of coal, oil, and natural gas dependency are avoidable, if only the political and industrial will were nascent. Mr. Suzuki used an allegorical example of the misdirected concerns of humanity in a an anecdote whereby he likened the behaviour of humanity towards our inevitable catastrophic path of ostensible progress to a group of people driving a vehicle at break-neck speed towards an impenetrable brick wall and spending their time and energy arguing about who was going to command the wheel rather than how and when they were going to apply the brakes.
Indeed, the petro-chemical and carbon-based economic impetus of modern day industrial society spends all of its collective energy considering capital rather than consequence. One need only direct attention to the meter and rythym of the global stock markets to clearly witness this phenomena in dynamic motion. The industrio-death machine does not have an app for self-attrition or self-sustenance.
Only death and profits,
It's the big race to the finish line to see whom can build the most luxurious casket from the profits made raping the planet of her resources.
The poor will receive tin coffins, the privileged will lie in plattinum.
Why is this all necessary?
Seems like a foolproof plan to exterminate the entire human race, more pervasive than genocide, more consequential than homocide.
It is a truly pernicious and malevolent demi-urge which has led us down the prim-rose path to self-destruction. And it is truly an apoplectic, self-absorbed and indifferent populous which has enabled this devastation.
I have seen the future, and it terrifies the shit out of me.

With unlimited credit, we'd all be assholes.
When the chips are down, it seems, the only objective remaining is to stuff as much of the shit into yer pockets as you can before the table is swept.
To hell with moral and statutory fortitude, Plato's Good, and everything else resembling anything remotely ethical.
Forget about all alliance and fraternal allegiance, sanctity, respect, responsibility, and all that implies.
Away with modesty and painfully transparent ostensibility.
There are no longer any reasons left to pretend to be friendly nor mutually inclusive.
For this is Thend game.
We are all belligerents in this theatre.
None are spared the sword of Damacles, no soul with corporeal form is overlooked.
Faced with the certain prospect of death, a person's true reptilian brain begins functioning at a more favoured meter.
No longer is there the pesky necessity to conceal one's inner reptile in order to function day-to-day.
For this is th'end game.
Everyone's reptilian brain is geared up, with or without their will being complicit, in order to compensate for the incessant uncertainty perpetuated by the powers that be.
Will the economy collapse tomorrow?
Will my job become unnecessary and redundant due to the parasitic grip of technology?
Will my body catastrophically fail on me right when I kneed it most?
Will the government impost martial law in a clandestine manner designed to accelerate the decline of Western civilization?
Will my children be irreversibly indoctrinated by the corporate greed reponsible for the orchestration of modern morality?
Will I live to see another day?
Or will I just awaken tomorrow to find myself in an Orwellian nightmare that I cannot escape from, a storm I cannot locate shelter from, an apocalyspe I cannot ignore.
No longer is there any question of the terrible effects of industry on the environment far outbalancing any benefice that the now out-dated revolution sought to establish.
For this is the'nd game.
Where anything goes, no level of fear or greed is too much, no illusion of grandeur is too little.
No declaration by WHO (else) will change the anitiquated notion that we live in a virtual bubble of benevolence and non-consequence.
That our actions have no final relevance with respect to the complete devastation of the biosphere that cannot be undone through the unlimited ethereal powers of scientific inquiry.
That somehow, someway, homo sapiens sapiens is entitled to completely disrupt the natural cycle of things on this planet to suit its own needs and petty substantial desires.
That the inoxication of the environment has become nothing more than collateral damage in theatre.
No longer fetered by consideration nor consequence, the blind rapine and armageddon-like abandon associated with Abaddon and His worship.
For this is then'd game.
End of the line, the time at which the eyes of man are never satisfied with parsimony, truth, and harmony.
Only obliteration will suffice, the likes of which have not been objectively measured as of late, until the UN Special Rapporteur on the rights of indigenous peoples, James Anaya, tabled his report on the situation in Canada.
And then there was won, political victory and smokescreens, free trade agreements and unwavering, sometimes irrational support of the petro chemical industry.
Fuhrer Harper has become Apollyon, the Greek transconfiguration and disambiguation of the angel of the abyss:

Revelation 9:11 -- "And they had a king over them, which is the angel of the bottomless pit, whose name in the Hebrew tongue is Abaddon, but in the Greek tongue hath his name Apollyon." KJV, 1611

In Thend there can be only one remaining participle.
The revealing of that which was once cleverly concealed as a function of our perception and perspective, of our genetically manipulated viral genome which has been specifically engineered to engage in the unbridled destruction of the biosphere.
The staging of political and economical posturing and benefice can only serve to distract from Thend game.
For in Thend there can be only One.
Not the many.

There. I've 'ad just enough drink to render me ornery and prolific.

What do 2013 TV135 and Lou Reed have in common?
They both force us to change our perspective in order to grasp their scope.
Now that they both have passed, we can revert back to our default positions.
Of sedation and comfort, of narcosis.
Morpheus Reed was the impetus of indie rock as litery art.
Dead at 71, we will never see the same.

The Canadian Senators are ranting on about due process and presumption of innocence.
What a crock of shit.
These individuals have clearly never seen the boot end of the law.
They have been slumbering in privilege and ignorance of rights,
For of what rights do we speak?
The right of freedom of expression, opinion, assembly, religion, sexual orientation?
These are all privileges assumed by the statuc quo.
Not rights afforded through our existence or being.
These are presumed ethereal effigies of our poisoned egos
Intent on spreading the word of entitlement.
The word of import and necessity,
There are no rights granted to us in the modern techno-industrial multi-national complex.
Only smoke in mirrors.
Like a fuckin' house of mirrors with no apparent escape.

It was a bumper crop for gourds this year in Western Canada.
The Pun-Kins are surplus.
Happy fuckin' Halloween / Samhain / harvest time.
The smell of success is ripe these days.
Riper than a corpse that has been left decomposing in the direct sunlight for days.
More succulent than a Slavic woman who has had just enough to drink.
Like a sated sermon of solitude.

The NSA have positoned "listening posts" around its allies neighbourhoods
In the hopes of coming up with some juicy details with which to blackmail
All of 'dem.
Some fuckin' surprise, America plays by its own rules which are completely unfair and unprescedented.
The Americanization of the global community has finally demanded that the very means through which America has gained part of their edge has exposed their complete disregard for existential neutrality and respect of independence.
Well, the custodial agents responsible for the current state of human affairs must have seen it necessary to bandy about some fool like Edward Snowden, just to piss off all of the elected officials who still cling to the antiquated and maladjusted notion that they are actually in charge of something or have some meaning.
America will destroy whatever meaning has been lent to any idea
Any vestige of interest that has been left clinging to any ideal
Any presumption of innocence that has survived the onslaught of McCarthy.

TV135 must be off-lien, on Rhine, rogue, unredeemed.
That muthafucka sounds solid.]
Be comin' back for another swing at things in 2032.
Just in time for the cosmic resonance to reach a fevered pitch.
1.6666666666666666667e-5 chance in Hell.
For thee, far thee, for thee, far.
Never know what the fuck, this time is war.