It is absolutely frightening to think that this world tolerates the burdens we place upon it. Imagine if the wrath is unleashed, the very core that can burn us within seconds. I could imagine the very depths bursting with hot lava, covering all... replacing green with death. We tread without worry or care, yet what if this world retaliated against the Hiroshima bomb... or the destruction of acres and acres of wildlife and forests. I see nothing but sadness in the eyes of lizards... I hear nothing but sorrow in the song of birds. May this world have mercy.
How does one get up from their night's sleep and postpone all thoughts of nothingness, to find meaning in what they call "LIFE"? The predatory routine which infects us all becomes so substantially intricate that one does not realize that they are trapped in this enigma which is formed out of nothingness. Perhaps I will blame it on the trees today, with their ever-persistent habit of consuming Carbon Dioxide to give us the essential chemical to all lifeforms on this place we call Earth, and their practically infinite sway with the wind; I understand they have no self conscience, or free will. It's unfortunate that they unknowingly cast their vengeance upon us, and we must suffer the lives of computerized workaholics. This said... next time you pass a tree, embrace it tightly and give it a good smack on the bark and yell, "Thanks a ton you big shadow giving behemoth"!
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