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I hate this world sometimes, but I don’t hate the Earth

She is worth so much more than we are doing to her

Priceless gem in space

Currently the Wind is having a party

Wreaking havoc

I see all these severe storms that are happening

I wonder if I’ve entered some kind of void where the Wind is just a trickster

Well it’s not like we haven’t had severe storms just

No people dying

It’s sad that people have to die for people to realise the Earth is in crisis mode

Population control

It’s unfortunately indiscriminate between who ends up being lost

It’s not like a tornado is going to purposely go around an environmentalist’s house

Supposedly innocent people have lost and will lose their lives

And it’s not that she doesn’t know that

I know that

How else does a great beast fight back without overwhelming the attackers?

And they’re all mixed in with everyone else

Weather may be miraculous but everything has rules

It’s wild

I’m being pelted with rain

And possibly hail

Wildness can be a rule

It’s a rule that even humans can’t escape

With all their attempts to “be civilized” they only create more inhumanity

What’s a planet to do?

And, sure, maybe the planet does just naturally get warmer and then colder again

But not at this rate

She’ll put every living thing through hell to ensure that there are still living things

A thousand futures ahead

There will always be that pesky mouse that just wouldn’t die

I wonder why they don’t hear desperation in the Wind

The way the rain falls with urgency

Seldom a lazy rainy day anymore

The weather is always rushing to the next thing just as if it has absorbed our inability to sit still in this world

I don’t want people to die

I mean, I don’t want to die, so I assume they don’t want to either

I wish we’d go back to trying to appease nature instead of trying to conquer her

No matter how pointless that is

Seeing as how millions are dying in some mass “well it’s only a couple” sacrifice

Maybe sacrificing an actual couple instead was the right way to go

When I hear you howling I think of everything that humanity has done recently to earn your rage

And I want to fix it

And I know that I can’t do that

I can only accept that your screams will get louder

Dear Earth

You could strike me with lightning and I’d still be forever your faithful servant

I wish that in Death I could walk with you

All your voices

Beautiful and wild

This planet is my only home

Yet I wish I could find home here

Because the humans have transformed her into something

Something that needs to be destroyed

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