PASSPORT If that's all it is, endless cosmic interplay of creation and destruction infusing this volatile planet with the appetites and attitudes of commercial human beings who charm, spin and sell thousands of catchy ads for quick flights to joy, yet whose daily agenda to forever grow and expand is fed by mass slaughter and the ecocidal gluttony of yearly millions more, they all will travel extinct to rising mountains and oceans of the trash they tend to ignore.

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