"Suck me dry you uptight fakers...."
I look around at people who seem like husks, sucked dry, exhausted from following the rules created by power-hungry automatons. People who have lost their wildness, and are withering away. These lyrics from the song Better in the Morning by Birdtalker have perfectly captured that feeling of being sucked dry by people who are rigid, uptight, feigning perfection, while smouldering a dark shadowy longing for wildness inside themselves (and destroying it outside themselves).
In this week's podcast episode I am issuing a call to all wildlings to move against these forces. We musn't follow rules that destroy the world. There are rules that matter, rules that govern the turning of the seasons and the movement of energy through ecosystems. These are the rules we must understand and follow, not the ones created by uptight fakers. May we take up our wild green staffs and change the rules, together.