Beezz are armed with stingers—a tail pin to inject fire under your thin membrane skin. These virgins' venom burns bursts of neur-ill-logical pain to your brain.
This tale of potatoes and honey has its own barb. The sting of the beezz' demizze for U.S. guyzz is revealed if you change "honeybeezz" to "palefaces" in 1-5 etc. above.
Europe's industry civilization isn't native to North America. For 500 years [half a millennium] it consumed the continent's abundance to digest and distill down to cash and trash.
But there are limits to growth. The ecosystem feeding web can't be endlessly mine-d. At cyclic intervals, Natural Law and order is restored—when strong survive and native revive.
Now a remedy: the essence of cure is in the flowerBut bee-fore you bee-gin to stick flowers in test tubes for biochemical analysis, test this thesis:
I suggest the Midwest defense is best: feed beezz herbal nectars. Certain plants—in their nectar & pollen—provide beezz with not only food, but medicine. Their blossoms also contain natural repellents, antiparasitics and antibiotics not in ordinary field flowers—so-called "heavy nectar producers" like clover. These companion plants are like a neighborhood self-service pharmacy.
Mints have silly, looking funny flowers—like gaping mouths with deep throats—gaudy invitations to a baudy party for virgin beezz to get high. All produce abundant nectar with unique essential aromatic oils [such as menthol] useful to huemans in cooking, medicine and ceremony. Good insect repellents, too.
Mints include sage, rosemary & thyme [but not parsley] and all square stem plants: heal-all, oregano, bugle, catnip, nepeta, pennyroyal, horehound, horsemint, bergamot, bee balm [also feeds hummingbirds, pollinator among animals], and a great host more than I can remember....
Many—like thyme & bugle—specialize in feeding—not beezz—but predatory wasps—another breed of stinging insect. These wasps are predators who patrol fields and gardens for leaf-chewing parasites like cabbage worms, hornworms......
Many—like thyme & bugle—grow at natural geomagnetic vortexes—vertical flux whirlpools. Others, like catnip & bee balm, grow in other subtle geomagnetic anomalies. But now is no time for a beeline detour thru magnetism. That's another tale to spin.
Then there's yarrow—healing herb of Achilles / divining stalk of China—who's flower yields—not nectar—but potent pollen—an antibiotic inoculant for hives—especially favored by wasps.
Last, a related suggestion: grow oregano. Its pink tubular blossoms are breakfast to cabbage butterflies, who sip its night's nectar early after sunrise. Stoned on sweet sex essence, they flutter bye to cabbage patch to dance in drunken reverie—make love in nectar's ecstacy—lay eggs amid your brassicas.
So, first thing each day's dew, visit your oregano with a net to snare all these white and yellow dancers—and avoid the green chewing cabbage looper. Eschew the need for dipel or ddt.
And don't forget to feed wasps and beezz.
This wordspin is no mere child's play or fairy tale. This sneak attack on your psyche reveals a moral in both Nature and fantasy.
What's good for beezz is a natural for huemans, too.
If you don't wish to beecum like honeybeezz, succumbing to parasitic tragedy, then learn to sing like beezz, in natural harmonies of rainbow melodies in ecologic communities.
Don't just use herbs in food and drink; let them teach you to change how you think. Don't just make teas of leaves. Gather fresh flowers full of nectar and pollen. Spin their colorful fire essence into water. Gather their taste of nectar ecstacy to open your inner eye to see.
Pay attention to the complex dances of varied insect, plant, animal, and hueman on the vast time-scale stage of evolution. In this rich biodiversity and history, every creature has its place, its moment, its song, its story to weave into the whole symphony.
Our sickness, confusion and pain is what we "leaf" out—green medicine we forgot or never learned of this gift called Creation.
Believe me, after 6,000 volts, shattered back, 6 weeks intensive care, 7 months in rehabilitation, 2 years institutionalization, I know there's no cure in chemicals—whether in farming**, food and drug or medicine.
The secrets of real regeneration and healing lie down a path I mark with this trace of elemental green medicine.
~ David Yarrow, the green turtle
**In March 1983, turtle organized, hosted and incorporated the
Founders Meeting of the Natural Organic Farmers Association of New York, and served its board of directors until 1988.