obsidity

I saw Winged Migration last night. It was stupendous. Beautiful, entrancing, funny, scary, sad. I would like to go see it again.
The over arching feeling I have( and it brings tears to my eyes even now) is severe regret that we are destroying everything around us so fast,with no consideration for the rest of the living things on this planet. With these birds, the massive amount of energy, time, focus, strength and sheer endurance to get from one part of the planet to another, just to survive...and we are wiping it all out without a second thought.
And really, I have no hope that we will be able to pull out of this nose dive. Maybe humans can find ways to continue surviving in the wastelands we will end up creating, but who wants to live without the presence of nature for the rest of time?
And DON'T give me that "humans are nature so by extension what we make is natural" crap. I am sick of it.
And here I am on my computer bitching. Why don't I go out there and _do_ something about it?! Because I have so much despair it is debilitating. I just want to destroy myself.
And yes, I did get some action last night, thank you and it was fun. So why do I feel so bad today?
PS. That's a rhetorical question.
PPS sex does give me a great hairstyle!