“Cultivating Active Hope: Living With Joy Amidst the Climate Crisis,”

[jackofnightmares]

Apocalypse Got You Down? Maybe This Will Help
Searching for a cure for my climate crisis grief.

there is no cure,
for the vicissitudes of mourning and melancholia,
even so, poetry is healing
the palliative joy of creation

[mnaz]

Well, considering (at least theoretically) that we have at least some control over our own destiny, then...

[jackofnightmares]

“I am at the moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip.”
― John Kennedy Toole, A Confederacy of Dunces

[mnaz]

Used to ride with
Hunter Thompson.
I was the hitchhiker
in the desert, toward
a Plastic Money City.

Now Plastic chokes all
us fish in desert oceans.
We need a moratorium,
on ego breeding, feeding
itself, feeding on itself.

Need a moratorium...

[jackofnightmares]

I need a moratorium from hand wringing headlines.
to make through the day I need a sense of humor like H.L. Mencken's.

Where there is humor, there is hope

Ultimately, covid-19 may liberate us from our vanities, if it doesn’t kill us first. Meanwhile, I predict creativity will surge as millions of people muddle through sheltering and realize they have been suppressing emotions and guarding hidden talents for too long. The bright side of all this darkness is that the light will out. Newton discovered gravity; Shakespeare dreamed up “Macbeth” and Boccaccio conceived “The Decameron;” all while sheltering in place from plagues in their day.

Creation, like life, is a force that won’t be denied. Who knows what masterpieces await the imaginations of the still-sheltered artists among us.
Where there is humor, there is hope

I suppose Hunter lost his sense of humor blessed be his memory