SONG OF THE DAY: Cardigan

Fall is upon us… time to pull out the cardigans and pick up a few pumpkin pie spice blunt wrappers from the country store, and go for long walks along the short lines, past the abandoned factories rusting back into the Earth, tagging the vacant commercial spaces with paint stick prayers, and enjoying the autumnal changes in scenery. Summer’s green empire rusting as well, back to the orange reds and yellows of decay, which is never the end, but just transitions into hibernation period before a fresh green empire pokes its bright-headed dreams back out the ground some springtime.
There’s probably political metaphors to be extracted from all this, that you can’t have empire grow forever, that it’s not sustainable nor even present in nature, or the universe, but I don’t feel like extracting shit. I just wanna keep on walking. Fuck politics, find lessons in nature. I’d like a choice in politics that was more like nature, not academic environmentalism or industrial fallacies. An actual green party that goes dark in the winter time, but makes sure everybody has a tall enough woodpile.