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Convenience

A genocide of flora and fauna.
A Whale drifted ashore with its bowel pregnant with your single use plastics.
NO. Not gory enough.
Desensitised.
It all seems distanced and far off.
It's happening to them not to me.
Not me.
Not my family.
Not my friends.
The fine dust that chokes the airway of my child.
The microplastic beads that stealthily makes their way into my bowels.
The prickly heat stinging my once weatherproof melanin skin.
The pesticides slowly poisoning you and me through the innocent consumption of our five a day.
It all began with just a desire for a little bit more convenience.
Our demand for convenience fills the pockets of greedy irresponsible capitalist.
Hah! Always looking for the obvious culprit to take the blame.
It's you.
It's my family.
It's my friends.
It's us.
We're all to blame.
Our bottles of shampoo, our 9p shopping bags, our fast fashion.
The binge.
The great 'Renaissance' of Consumerism.
A genocide of flora and fauna.
Blood on our hands.
We're wiping them out.
When the ecosystem collapses.
When there is no more clean running water.
I dare you, I dare you to eat that money of yours.
GrymmRipper.

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  1. Muddy OikJuly 23, 2019 at 9:42 PM

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  2. Muddy OikMarch 28, 2020 at 2:50 AM

    Hey how are you doing? Would have been nice to see a few blog posts, either in your normal Grymm mood, or introspecting on the Ripper that's out there!

    Just giving a shoutout!

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  3. Muddy OikDecember 24, 2020 at 4:38 PM

    Wish all is well! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year 2021. Keep your thoughts going GrymmRipper!

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    1. Grymm RipperMarch 23, 2021 at 5:02 AM

      Hi! Thank you for the wishes. What a year it has been. Occupied with motherhood and family. Been making sporadic youtube videos. Hope you're doing well. Take care and have safe year!

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