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Save the Wolverine Wolverine random notes… It paints a morbid picture with the crude black brush strokes of an intuitive verbal visual artist, but in the end leaves a ray of hope… The message is not futility – which would invoke shrugged shoulders and oh well its too late now. The message Im trying to convey is actually positive, the significant meaning is urgency and momentum.. act now, and we can make a difference… its about the wolverine, but that’s only the start. It’s the planet we have to save. The power of Mother Nature is too great to mess with .. can destroy all of man and his creations with a simple gust of wind from her nostril and raging sea … all in the blink of a eye… we are so bold in our arrogance and defiance to the natural laws, but there is no question balance and equilibrium will always prevail. Our salvation is based on our ability to mold the world for our convenience, and our survival is predicated on our inability to change. However it is those same characteristics which will become our demise as well. We are our own self fulfilling and self destroying prophesy. (And they call me a paradox). The magnitude of the work to be done is overwhelming, but if everyone just does a little bit, then together we can make a big difference. Visit the Wolverine Foundation. These are my words for you. Brian Gladstone. Save the Wolverine by Brian Gladstone
Theres a black whole in the forest Where the wolverine did play There’s no sunshine in the forest I saw him yesterday Mankind becomes the predator Wolverines the prey There’s a black hole in the forest I cannot find my way I cant see where Im going But I know where Ive been Let nature rule the forest Cry for the Wolverine
There’s concrete in the forest The trees grow through the streets How can I find my way? With no dirt beneath my feet Sometimes I feel ashamed I don’t know what to say Theres a black plague in the forest And it erodes life away Theres a madman in the forest He moves like gangrene Its time to heal the forest Weep for the Wolverine
It’s a dark day in the forest Carnivores on the prowl Death runs through the forest The wind begins to howl The hunter is the hunted The balance is upset There a time warp in the forest With a little time left yet There’s a backdoor to this tomb Not yet still born in our womb Use our power change the scene We can save the Wolverine.
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