Click, enjoy, then at 1:58, start reading the poem below! 😍
when your baseline forgets beavers, our future misses simple truths
of patient symbiotic engineers
of those tasked with managing equilibrium
of those whose spirits worked with the fae and the centuries of water land shore spirits who kept the cyclical world turning,
beaten by the moronic capitalism of linear growth and progress and greed and dispossession
…of neglecting feedback loops because capitalism externalizes “un”predictable consequences.
the last beaver also didn’t know they were the last.
the last of us won’t know we are the last.
england, despot of grime and misery, shows that through centuries of attempts to destroy the world for jewels and tea, earl grey hot, random cool people: “all we are sayyyyyying, is give beavers a chance.”
start spreading the news, bitches; the beaver has not forgotten its mission and vocation, nor us.
endnote: shout to my man, George Monbiot!
s.e~b
2026.08.05
502am
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