Climate Transformation By Human Ignorance

Holy shit!
My response to reading this:

The Uninhabitable Earth: Famine, economic collapse, a sun that cooks us: What climate change could wreak — sooner than you think.

If we were to be honest, really open up and try to comprehend reality
We might begin planting trees tonight, naked, sweating in panic.
Begin campaigning to end fossil fuel use tomorrow, quick flash
Might dump the car / motorbike / and jam all engines of destruction
We might pray for forgiveness for all the plastic we ever used
and then threw away, pray it does not haunt us tonight
Pray that the seeds germinate in time, and nations plant billions worldwide, hurry hurry

If we were to see the reality of climate change, as it actually is, we might scream “NO”
We might throw ourselves in front of bulldozers, stop fracking with hunger strikes
Suddenly campaign day and night for regulation and strict laws
Demanding a curbing to the huge global industrial monsters burning fossil fuels
We might plead with the military to scale it back, stop all wars immediately
stop wasting energy on killingry. Man. Stop it.

Denial? Time to look the facts in the face, we fucked if we don’t plant trees man
Time to look abroad, to mean, outer space? (say what)
Maybe Bob and Tim were right after all?
Maybe they foresaw the trajectory of the humans scrawled on the wall
And thought, we gotta’ get off the planet damn it? 

No, silly, it’s not that they didn’t want to save it, good god, how they tried
But perhaps they saw the downward trend into narcissism and ignorance
And realized, “we have to look elsewhere, a jail break from prison planet”
Okay, far out, but just keep that in mind and

Stop burning fucking fossil fuel, please. For your children’s sakes, at least.
You might start a band, write songs and make a movie , desperate to speak
Tweekin’ at the thought of total environmental collapse
Keep Calm and carry on being a smug self righteous douche’
Take no notice, carry on regardless, project climate fear, fingers in ears, head in beers

Tears may roll down your cheek when you get a peek at the future

And you could have spoken out, you could have done more (I damn well could have) 
Bleak for humanity bleak for the planet to be honest
Who is honest these days? We all want to smooth things over with
“It’ll be all right bab” well no. I say, It will not be feckin’ all right.
Wake the fuck up and smell the glacial melt and methane release

Do whatever it takes, my advice
Plant TREES. (Why not make em’ skunky and hempy)

love all the people

–steve fly

DJ Steve Fly Agaric – Bear Home (2009)

Bear Home DJ Mix by DJ fly Agaric 23. (Amsterdam)
21.00 – 22.30 PM. July 19th 2009.

— DJ Fly Agaric 23.

1. Time Zones – Negative Land

2. Blow – Miles Davis

3. Fugue In A Minor – Modern Jazz Quartet

4. Lenny Bruce – Berkley Concert (on the postman)

5. Teenager’s letter of promises – Sun Ra (Edit)

6. Colours Beyond Colours – DJ Food

7. Something about John Coltrane – Alice Coltrane

8. Cosmic Chaos – Sun Ra and his Solar Arkestra (edit)

9. Shopping Market – Lord Buckley

10. Criss-Cross – Theolonious Monk

11. The Black Cross – Lord Buckley (edit)

12. Parker’s Mood – Charlie Parker

13. Parker’s Mood – Eddie Jefferson

14. Six Robots – John Barry

15. Cold Hearted Bastard – William S. Burroughs.

16. ABSTRACT “I” – Sun Ra

17. Ticket Agent – Lightning Hoptkins

18. Walking Blues – Robert Johnson

19. Fattening Frogs For Snakes – Sonny Boy Williamson

20. On The Sunny Side Of The Street – Louis Armstrong.

21. Laughing At Life – Lester Young & Billie Holiday

22. The Pope: Live at The Vatican – Cheech & Chong.

23. Versailles – Modern Jazz Quartet

24. The Golden Striker – Modern Jazz Quartet

25. Tensions – Charles Mingus

26. Giant Steps – John Coltrane

27. Tune Up – Sonny Rollins

28. God’s Own Drunk – Lord Buckley.

2019 First Thought At Work

Keep it green in 2019
the number is nine, no slumber
no time
yes mate the word of the year is, climate

Gonna’ be a hot one, a wet one
a bloody one, a funny one?
Mean one, lean one, 2019 one.

Two thousand and nineteen years
since Christ on a bike, with a mic
(wha?) ocean rise, fire, storms, oh shit, look.

Roman Gregorian chanting time loops here
Cletic Indian chanting space there
where is the calendar place?
locate 2019, now’s the time
the bridge persists

Steve Fly At Outspoken In Amsterdam (September 28th)