we have these ideas

and although we don't solve

these misunderstandings

the tapestry of life is contained in the smallest grain of sand

even the smallest remains of a saint are holy and have to be protected

the atom contains the building block of life and everything

we split it to destroy ourselves

the smallest amount of our breath diffuses into the global air supply equally over time... this means the dying breath of Joan of Arc exhaled made it over the poles. We can measure the contents of the air from a core sample of the ice in the north pole.... this means the ice pole is a relic and needs to be protected.

yet we deny our gift

our power in life

we deny our potential impact 

on our global environment

and allow the pole to melt

the beauty of science we can believe

the power of science we can feel, its soul shattering cry echoed even in the sanitized propaganda of the victors histories...

but when the finger of responsibility is pointed our way we cannot fathom that this isn't but some personal attack centered at us directly in some conspiracy to do us harm.