I think most people can agree that eating poison is a bad idea.
Now lets imagine a plant that can be killed with a poison…let’s say…corn? It dies, so it can’t make corn for us to eat.
Now lets imagine someone changes that plant so it can no longer be killed by that poison. Farmers can spray it with poison and instead of dying, the plant grows and provides a source of food for humans and animals. Is this a good idea?
This is pretty much what we are seeing with GMO corn. Roundup Ready Corn is resistant to being killed by Roundup. The only advantage is that Monsanto can make more money at the expense of our health. Now they will have to think of a way to genetically modify human beings to be able to eat pesticide-tainted food without eventually getting cancer or having other ill effects.
Monsanto and other groups don’t want GMO foods to be labelled as such, because even if the public doesn’t understand what GMO really means, they’ve gotten the idea from somewhere that GMO=bad. Labelling means the sales of those products will likely plummet, manufacturers will stop buying GMO food crops because they can’t sell them. Then Monsanto will have trouble profiting from its usual line of business: killing things.
In an ideal world, I’d like to see all manufacturers of chemical pesticides find a new line of work. How about manufacturing organic pesticides and fertilizers? Or creating compost from food and yard waste? Or finding other ways to improve our soil so we can actually have healthy food for ourselves and our children?
I believe that with knowledge and compassion, any greedy company can turn around and find a way to make money without despoiling the earth and poisoning living beings.
Let’s say you are averse to the idea of killing a sentient being. Like the Buddhist monk who once sent me a CD with chants on it meant to scare moths away from my bedroom. He didn’t want me to kill them, and I totally get that. I mean, that moth or fruit fly could have been my mother in a previous life, and I’ll get a karma payback for any creature I slap against the wall or flush down the toilet, right?
So I have these two carnivorous plants. This is the butterwort:
It attracts and digests fruit flies. You can see one stuck to one of its leaves. Isn’t that cute?
And here is the pitcher plant:
The pitcher plant supposedly attracts flies. I even found a moth in one of its gaping maws. (And as you can see from this photo, a little green spider with either a death wish or a really clever idea for snatching up a meal has taken up residence there.)
So my idea is that I get these plants to kill the bugs for me, then I don’t have the guilt of doing it, right? The plants are like my pets and they are simply attracting snacks to themselves via their special scents. (Though I am not above chasing fruit flies around the room with the butterwort in my hand hoping the flies will stick to it. Never works.)
What do you do for insect control in your home?
I dreamt last night I had reached enlightenment, briefly. In the dream I became aware of the dream-like quality of the dream, but mistook it for the waking world. As soon as I labeled my experience “the awakening that comes when we realize the real world is actually a dream,” the objects in my mind’s eye stopped shimmering.
I guess this is a good example of how the mind really messes things up with its tendency to label experiences. Have you ever been out somewhere and suddenly think, “Wow I’m having a really great time!” and then it’s all downhill from there? Yeah.
Saddest of all is that this dream I had wasn’t even a lucid dream. I actually thought it was real. Just gotta laugh.
I’m a serendipitous knitter, free to change a project into something new if my original intention doesn’t work out. Here I’ve got a pair of pillows that were not originally intended as pillows.
This first one
was originally supposed to be vest. Then I realized I couldn’t steek this yarn, so I decided to make a skirt instead. Soon I realized I didn’t want such a busy pattern on my back side. So it became a pillow!
Next I started to knit a scarf
but I soon got bored with knitting this made-up fair isle pattern and realized I wasn’t going to have enough yarn for a scarf anyway. So it became a pillow. This one is full of buckwheat hulls and lavender so it can be heated. It has a pretty obvious mistake in it, but who cares. It performs its function and I love it.
Imagine my pleasant surprise when I went to the park and sat down on a bench next to this marvel of messiness. If you listen carefully, you can hear the sounds of the birthday party from whence The Object came.
Should this magical moment inspire you to write poetic verse, please feel free to add a comment. Bonus points for haiku form.
What I learned from doing art is a blog that can be instructive for both novice and experienced artists. Most entries include an image and a brief description of what the artist learned from doing the work. In most cases that artist is me, but I also welcome submissions.
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