Fractured lives...

Unsettled, off-centre, unfocused and shaken... Cuadrilla and other frackers have abolutely no idea what happens to the humans where they drill. How our lives are impacted in a million ways at every stage of their destructive business. Lost time, joy consumed by worry... good times lost to research, online rebukes and challenges to obnoxious, uncaring, inhuman PR accounts that belittle and insult us.

Days spent trying to reason with police not to harm us, not to hinder us and begging (bloody on our knees) for some human right that would permit an outlet to this raging ball of venom building at the injustice and lunacy of this situation.

There's pollution/toxins/poisons threatening our very existence as a species - we've lost so many already to extinction and yet each day we rise to witness those with the power to stop the damage - drilling for more fossil fuels right here right now. Elsewhere a frozen north is on fire and the Amazon looks like hades... oceans are dying places of bleached coral and depleted marine life... our air in London is on the death certificate of an 8 year old girl.

THIS is an asylum and the dangerous ones are in charge - how does this change??? How do we wrestle control back into the hands of the wise?

Unnatural - it's all so bloody unnatural and positively murderous/suicidal.