I'm Angry with God
for filling mankind with an inflated view
of its own importance:
‘in My image, go forth and multiply,
subdue the earth.’
And here we are, having multiplied,
fighting each other for peace.
Having subdued the earth, we’re living
in our own shit, we’re cooking ourselves under heaven.
And I can’t remember God saying, ‘subdue the weather.’
Let alone how.
The Artwork is by Ervin Janek. It's called Memento Mori. It's a double exposure, but the main image is shot on the salt flats at the Coorong in South Australia. I am the model and I'm wearing a yukata (Japanese summer kimino), a plaited raffia wig (homemade), and the spine of some beast that we had found, probably a Kangaroo, hopefully not still stinky, I can't remember. Strange weird and wonderful things that man does.
The poem is a rant about Genesis. Seriously, was it good to make people think they are the centre of creation? Look at where that has got us. This is one set of important stories that is seriously flawed. Because if you have some sort of hierarchy in your world view, with you on top (naturally), then racism and other atrocities are justifiable. And It blinds us to other possibilities. It would be better if we realised (as do most fist people cultures) that all things have equal importance, including us. Then perhaps there would be respect for the natural world, and maybe even each other.