Trash is My New Age God
A god is not the god like a father of creation, but rather everything as a perfect being. Every piece that exists in our reality is a piece of god abstracted and divided into many pieces. Humans take this multiple steps further by complicating these many pieces of God. The branch becomes a tool, becomes a hammer, becomes a hydraulic press machine. The branch becomes a walking stick a wheelchair, an automatic wheel chair with an toilet attached for easy access. These many divided & complicated objects are many pieces of God scattered everywhere, and our compulsion to consume is not simply for the sake of consumption but rather to bring back pieces of god together, to recreate god on earth. The ultimate accumulation of this being, trash.