Can't save the planet can't save myself, nor stop other from consuming nor stop myself, so I'd rather not point a finger at you but turn my hand to what I do. For the only difference I can make is to limit my own intake.

And now I dwell alone and upon the land do walk I have space to think and much less reason to talk. But if I were to say to you, in whisper or a top the trees do shout hear me clear I do not jest do you really want to be a guest. Come take from this world what you must and see the death that follows you to nowt but an earthly grave.

The mind sees little that's true when all is conjured from scraps of light and sound. And all of bthe day is bhere for all to see and he mine shall have the night to build and destroy all forms of things and noght, for what shall become of the I that doesn not see but gives direction to the sea of rain would that the eyes see nothing so plain.