Paid Lip Service by the lord of lost causes
ACTUAL TITLE: As the sky threatens rocks we are paid lip service by the lord of lost causes.
This planet has had some catastrophic hits from space rocks over the eons wiping out nearly all life at times.
Yet we still squabble over whats mine and now automate the drive for ownership.
Always the line moves and undermines our footholds. Trapped by our progress.
This image took over 2 years to achieve and was spawned by seeing a video of an man from the USA who had fallen on hard times. He was being helped by a team of medical volunteers who pulled back his beanie to an exposed 3/4 cranium bone and a thick crown of maggots haloing his head where the maggots had eaten up to.
The most successful country in history still allows its most vulnerable to rot on the sidewalks.
I ask what is civilisation? Is it indifference? What's mine is mine?
or caring for the weak and working together to protect each other from space rocks for the future generations...
I have no answer.
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