We are like ants on Mother Earth’s surface, scurrying endlessly, building higher, digging deeper, and consuming all in our path. We are small in the grand scale of the universe, yet our collective actions are enormous—annoying, destructive, and disruptive to the delicate balance of life.
Imagine leaving a sticky spoon on the table, returning to find it swarming with ants. They’re relentless, working tirelessly, but they’ve forgotten the boundaries of the space they inhabit. What do you do? The fastest, simplest solution is often to take a bucket of water and wash them away.
Mother Earth is no different. She has endured centuries of our relentless consumption, pollution, and neglect. Her forests are razed, her waters poisoned, and her skies choked with the smoke of our progress. We’ve pushed her to the edge, and now she is responding. Floods, fires, hurricanes, and earthquakes—her “bucket of water”—are washing us away. She is resetting, reclaiming her space, and reminding us that we are not masters but inhabitants.
It’s time to abandon the relentless pursuit of "progress" that drives this destruction. Instead of launching rockets and building megacities, we should come together to heal what we’ve harmed. We have the tools to house and feed everyone, to live harmoniously with the planet, but we squander them on vanity projects and profit-driven ventures.
Mother Earth doesn’t need us; we need her. If we continue to annoy her, she will do what she must to protect herself, as any living being would. The question is, will we listen before it’s too late?
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