It’s a cold afternoon. Right now, it’s easy to imagine snow
falling outside the window. Though that’s only in my head, the weather still
reminds me of the Christmas season.
I like it. Surely if I tried to sleep now, I’d get sweet
dreams. I’ll snuggle up in bed and hug my warm blanket… But that doesn’t seem
like a good thing to do. Somehow, something doesn’t feel right. Something doesn’t
fit. Oh, that’s right. It’s SUMMER.
It’s been a rainy summer, and it’s not supposed to be like
that. It’s not supposed to remind me of Christmas. It’s supposed to be hot. It’s
supposed to remind me of beaches and pools.
This isn’t a message about global warming. I don’t want to
preach to you about that. Garbage is
everywhere, anyway. The ozone has a huge
hole on it, anyway. What can a single message do?
It’s not like nobody’s tried. A lot of people care. Some of
us “love” Mother Nature enough to cut down trees, make paper, and write “save
the trees” on them. Sarcasm aside, some people actually do care about Mother
Nature. We do all we can to save her. That’s what love is.
After all, everything we do, no matter how small, matters.
We are just tiny bacteria, residing on Mother Nature’s skin. It’s funny how we
can choose to be good bacteria, or bad bacteria. We’re that small anyway.
Unfortunately, some choose to make her sick.
I can’t say I blame the innovators either. Technological
advances are bound to happen. The world is bound to change. Of course! How else
are we supposed to live without all these things that never existed before we
were born? How will we survive without all these gadgets that make life easier?
That goes without saying that it’s slowly killing all of us.
Sarcasm aside, I benefit from technology too. Some are
admittedly cool, some are admittedly functional. Some, however, are too accessible
to the public that they became trends, and no longer useful tools.
We can’t actually choose. We certainly can’t keep both. It’s
either Mother Nature, or Modernism. And sadly, Mother Nature is on the losing
side. It’s inevitable and it’s horrifying. The only planet we can live on is…nevermind.
I’m not preaching, by the way. I’m just saying that I’m
bothered by all these changes in the weather. I’m just saying that maybe you
should be bothered too. This is our home, after all.
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