The Return of Primordial Night

Nyx, Greek Goddess of the Night

Posted today in solidarity with The People’s Climate Mobilization, Sept. 20/21 a Global Day of Action

our parent’s ghosts search vanely for 
wildlowers near the beach at Big Sur

they were deaf to the threat in thunder,
but we were struck by lightening,
heaved in the rain and waves
and the overflow from the melting ice

the computers went down
their screens black as the wicked water,
in whirling chaos they morphed into drums

every fetus turned in the womb,
the men went to the mountain tops
and the women sheltered in caves

the souls of saints and sinners
were run through a cosmic wash cycle
after the spin dry, a new wisdom

but the shades of our parents remain,
they’re waiting for us at Big Sur,
waiting by the Santa Lucia Mountains

- Jamie Dedes

Terence McKenna by Jon Hanna under CC BY-SA 3.0

Terence McKenna by Jon Hanna under CC BY-SA 3.0

“But it’s a cultural test. Nature is pitiless. Intelligence is a grand experiment upon which a great deal has been writ; but if it proves inadequate, nature will cover it over with the same kind of cool impunity that she covered over the dinosaurs and the trilobites and the crossopterygian fishes, and all those other folks that came before. So what we must do, I think, is see our future in the imagination. Catalyse the imagination. Form symbiotic relationships with the plants. Affirm archaic values. And spread the good news that what is out of control, what is in fact dying, is a world that had become too top-heavy with its own hubris, too bent by its own false value systems, and too dehumanised to care about what happened to its own children. So I say, good riddance to it! Bring on the archaic revival, and let’s create a new world!” Terence McKenna (1946-2000), American philosopher, ethnobotanist, lecturer and author, The Importance of Human Beings (lecture)

© 2012, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved; Painting ~ La Nuit by William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1825 – 1905) via Wikipedia and in the public domain.