Confess, be blessed… well… maybe… X

Collaborating Video & Editor: Jesse Tyssen

Come with me but don’t follow me… you are my children but I am not your Mother. She is saltwater, rain, mountain, bird, reptile, river, fish… She is soil, sky and stars… every plant, plankton & microbe… The seasons, fire, wind… She is Ancestors, our sisters & brothers, human and non-human. Do not confess & seek forgiveness from this humble servant… I too, sin. For I am Sister GlitterNullius, the personification of our collective existence hypocrisy…

Please children, do not beg absolution from Mother Nature… her existence is urgent. Build a many & far reaching spider-web around her… Simultaneously reach out to & for the many, the far & wide… stay near, slow down & hurry …

Your Friend In & Out of Plastix,

Sister GlitterNullius X

A Mother’s Mess and Confess… Let’s hear from Elouise…

Bless you my child for you have sinned. We are all sinners. Although you strive to be a conscious consumer, your sins against the environment are the same sins against your children’s future. For what we, in this western world have done, what we do now, is the legacy we leave behind. The impact of plastix upon all our children is already detrimental. Your children are not just those that you tuck in at night and send off to school. Your children are also the beings of the Land. The plants and animals also depend upon your nurturing and vigilance.

We all have much to learn and be responsible for.

As I set your penance I do so with a heart that is both hopeful and heavy. The Penance I set for you my child is that you watch the complete video The Story of Plastic with your children and face the questions they ask. Do so in the name of all natures children, human and non-human.

Do so in the name of all living things as equals. Go in a million, trillion plastic pieces.

Your Friend, in and out of plastix,

Sister GlitterNullius X