On frail wings of vanity and wax we flew too close to the sun, pushed past the point of extraordinary human accomplishment to transgress them, over-reach and invite self-destruction.
In a society focused around consumption, where we are encouraged to spend rather than mend, discard and buy new, we have become a generation whose wealth has become measured not only in how much we can afford to consume, but in how much we can afford to throw away. With approximately 98 million tonnes of waste entering landfills per year, waste management has become synonymous with rapid urbanization, energy consumption, climate change, and other major environmental challenges becoming one of the biggest collective threats of our time. We as a species have created a monstrous labyrinth of filth, one we have utterly failed to notice, a flawless and monumental embodiment of our destruction, and form of the last judgement. At humanity’s end, there will be no sounding of trumpets, no horsemen of the apocalypse but only mankind consumed in silence by its own redundant waste. A protracted apocalypse set in motion by the pervasiveness of our consumerism.