Sitting where I am. I am safe. For now.
Bali dogs and all other animals have forever been blamed abused and punished by humans. Bats are wearing the brunt in the latest round of finger pointing. For now, as a Bali dog I am free from revenge for something I did not make happen.
As a lung eating, organ attacking, blood thickening virus with pandemic capability, has stopped the planets apex predator in its arrogant bipedal shuffle the nightmare has emerged into reality. How does it feel to be solely responsible? I suspect you will not admit to anything.
I have observed the uncaring stance that humans have taken when it comes to our welfare. So, it comes as no surprise that a microscopic organism is seeking you out. How does it feel to have emotions that induce stress and suffering?
Make no mistake, it is not a hoax, not 5G, not Bill Gates. You have created the conditions for its arrival. You have overshot the runway. You are hurtling and flaming through crash barriers, moving at warp speed over tipping points and careening down a cliff face. You are taking us all with you.
A definite physical/emotional global displacement is happening to you. Even those of you who felt secure, who belonged somewhere, are disjointed and distressed. You have been gut kicked into reality. This is what change is all about. Constant.
Of course, you will deny and arrive at all manner of theory. Tends to happen when mortality is threatened. But no guru is going to guide you through some shamanistic ritualistic trance while opening your chakras to multidimensional fields of enlightenment. No awakening in spiritual realms where smiling fawning space elves giggle and dance and present you with some cosmic treasure map marking this or that location where you will find yourself.
The great equalizer has arrived. Will you change, take responsibility and awaken to what your actions have created? I doubt.
For now, I will sit in my village by my lake under my volcano.
For now, I will be what I am. A simple Bali dog, doing no harm.
Watching, wondering and regretting, that you are not.