Geopoliticus Child

As the man slowly exploded from the egg shaped earth, mother nature pointed tiredly at him. She pointed as if it was her last point, as if she had no energy left inside of her except for this one movement. She looked as if once she dropped her arm she was going to wither to the ground. Her body was skinny to the point where you could see her ribs, but muscular to the point where you could see the curves of every muscle in her body. The figure she was pointing to was a broad, muscular person. As if he was just being born, but being born a full grown man. He was rising out of the United States area of the globe shaped egg. It seemed as if she had seem something like this happen before, like it wasn’t a big deal at all. It just looked like it was causing her pain, as if she was birthing the child.

The atmosphere they were in and where the egg was placed, looked dry and old. Not an ideal area where anybody would want to be, or live. It did look as if one day, a long time ago, it had a been a beautiful place but not now. Now it looked as if it hadn’t seen a beautiful day in a while, only pain and sorrow. This world was treated as the world is being treated combined. When an oil spill happened, it would leak onto this world and almost instantly impact it negatively. Because of the timing in this painting, after World War I, is the answer to why this world is doing so poorly. Most people are in a morning, sorrow mood, not a joyous one, therefore it reflects onto this world in the most negative way. As the person comes out of the egg, a little puddle of blood slips out, but has the consistency of egg yolk, not blood. This adds to the affect of not being violent and insane, but just adds to the sorrow mood. If this were to keep happening, mother nature would eventually shrivel up and die which would lead up to the rest of the world dying. The world is flexible but only for so long.