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Buzzing, stagnant, casual

-Aaron Katsimpalis

           Buzzing, stagnant, casual-- the three stages of being from which to choose, yet do I have much choice? From the beginning of time, the precession, obliquity, and elliptical nature of the Earth all have had an effect. This marked me stagnant for a while, so I stayed in place, but that was after I had spread large and without constraint, albeit in a casual state.  Milankovitch is the cycle after which this is named, and every one-hundred thousand years I begin, again. The start of a new cycle has not come, yet I have started to change.

           One hundred years has brought this alteration, this transformation, that will stop when? For nature is predictable, but this is not. It is a shift. Stagnation to casual, stagnation to buzzing, casual to buzzing: nothing has become stagnant. Without one, the other two will become carcinogens and multiply uncontrollably. Some may say that they are flourishing, but the bliss of the casual disappears in the chaos that ensues in a hurricane. And this is part of nature’s balance, checked by the murk of the swamps that house alligators in the same ideal of separation of powers that the Founding Father’s wrote into a certain document, before the Industrial Revolution. And if the United States of America does pledge allegiance and fight wars and raise flags in love of this Constitution, then why have they destroyed nature’s example? Disneyland does not stop hurricanes from destroying cities--a result of gasoline-chugging cars which has risen tides and dissipated my glaciers into the air—so why have humans destroyed their lifeline? For now I may be free, crashing into this place of cement that they call Promontory Point in my casual state, yet the U.S. Marshall’s service may as well be floating in my waters because I am a fugitive. Nature once constrained me with millions of years of trial and error, but now I am free, unnaturally. A child released from supervision, humans have let me destroy cities, starve polar bears, drown Miami—have I not proven that I cannot be trusted? Please, return me to my former Constitution, or give me better guidance, your choice.

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