Echoing Bones by Junkyard Shaman

Years ago we made a short interview with a Finnish self-proclaimed witch who said something that has echoed in my mind ever since. He said that back during the cold war when people were making nuclear tests when he was a child, he could feel the resonance of the bombs in his bones, he could feel the suffering of earth in his body. For some reason I have been thinking of that image a lot lately.
Probably more after watching Akira Kurosawa's Rhapsody in August, where there's a scene where the classmates of the children who died in the Nagasaki bombing, now old people themselves, go plant flowers on the memorial statue each year. I think that is one of the strongest images in any movie ever. Perseverance and humanity standing in the face of our own horrid destruction, all this suffering we are causing to each other and this earth. Why does it appear to be so fucking hard to be a human and treat each other and this earth with kindness and care?

1.	Like a Flower Blooming in the Sky, Leaving Only Shadows Behind	22:29

2.	The Screeching Bones of Death Dragged Across the Sky	12:59

3.	Alone	7:12

4.	As The Nuclear Explosions Shook the Crust of the Earth, I Felt Their Rumble in My Bones	11:04