Creed of Core: Earth Day

Oh thou Guerrilla-hearted , monkey-souled slaves! Recycle – your abortions, more numerous than beer cans, condoms, candy-wrappers like leaves in grass.

Oh asphalt jungle children of nuclear rocket-birds and napalm-spitting insects. Oh top gun predators like razors ripping blue sky, phosphorous bombers who shit poison apples over Snow White’s virgin girl.

Oh believers of knowledge with your puerile faith in “them,” that “they’ll figure out something.”

“They,” of course, already have.

We were all so smart and fashionable. So technical, liberal and “free.” Oh to be dumb again and naked.

The Tree of Knowledge was the first razed by the Land-Lord’s loggers. Great Gob, splattering beast blood, marked Life next for lumber.