i do care a gob about this world; i don't eat its dwellers -not even other "animal" species- i don't drive stinky noisy things to move myself around... i mean, i don't need any "earth day" really, every day is the good one to think about it to me, just living on it, watching it. feeling it. i think that the very existence of an "earth day" is totally paradoxical so as "ecology" is; this "world" is ALL we have until we walk at the bottom of the skies, we should care about the tiniest insect as well as the whole cosmic organism that a planet is. and yet this should come naturally; there's nothing to say, to read, to write about it; nothing that could be useful, since we need an "earth day".
we went to the city park [link] to celebrate this "earth day"; i was there the day before yesterday, and i happened to meet some squirrels squirreling around, so we brought the camera -- the one with a zoom -- to try and take some photos of them. i came back with a good portrait of MF [link] and one blurry shot with a blurry red spot and a blurry black one: the squirrel, and the blackbird.
i don't care, i saw him IN PERSON, alive, climbing up that tree like a little red twister, stopping on a branch to watch down, and finally disappearing back in his fairy-tale world up there... closer to the sky.
i just love those guys. people living on trees, in woods and forests... the magic dwells there, amongst them all. i love them all.

we don't need an "earth day"; we need "earth years", and "earth centuries"; we need to live an "earth life", because this is where we are and where we should really LIVE.. instead of surviving in the city.

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