My Comment .... Just a thought about" Climate Change" and what we can do about it ...

One of the sentences i like very much in the book and oracle "I Ching" is a very effective way of tackling all human issues ..... the concept of it goes something like this : " when there is negativity proceed energetically towards doing the positive things you are able to do" .

Since we are clueless about where to start and how to even have a small impact on this huge issue , we as individuals eachj and every one of us believes that it is the industries and the governments that can tackle the problem and even then ....

with all the good will of the world (Ha! Ha!) from their part ..... a lot of us are led to believe that it is too late any way .... at least that is what some scientists tell us .

On an Anarchic level of DIY what can we do (energetically) to counter the arrival of Dooms days melted Antartica ?

How about planting as many trees and vegetation as we possibly can and even trying to recover land which is becoming dry desert .... this is something which can be done even when we are clueless about the other possible solutions .....

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Living Art As A Work in Progress

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