🔥🌪️ Everything Is Burning While We Scroll
They say the world is on fire—and it is.
San Diego. Saskatchewan. Manitoba.
The boreal forests of Canada torching the skies.
Tropical Storm Alvin stirring in the Pacific.
It might change names, like Agatha did,
but the chaos doesn’t forget.
We forgot, though.
That firestorm three years ago?
Moved inland, renamed, reborn as destruction—
but we were already distracted by the next trending topic.
Meanwhile, people ride electric bikes to deliver fast food
to people watching climate collapse
from behind triple-glazed windows.
Clicking "like" on a photo of a burning skyline,
then refreshing their cart for a new pair of sneakers
made from mined lithium and exploited labour.
We are disconnected from food,
from nature,
from each other.
We treat water like waste,
land like profit,
and Earth like a product.
We drive petroleum cars
while condemning oil spills.
We shout “sustainability”
into microphones made of mined metals
and powered by coal-fired servers.
And when someone—
a journalist, an activist, a kid with a cardboard sign—
tries to speak the truth?
They’re shadow banned,
mocked,
dismissed as naĂŻve or radical.
Because there’s always someone ready to debate:
“Not all billionaires,”
“Not all mining,”
“Not all cars.”
And that’s the point.
Keep us arguing while the planet burns.
Keep us fighting each other
so the billionaires can keep building bunkers
and buying land above the flood lines.
It's not just climate collapse. It's spiritual collapse.
We forgot we were animals.
We forgot how to grow food,
to sit with silence,
to listen to wind,
to fear fire.
But I still write this.
Even if it feels useless.
Even if no one listens.
Because someone might.
And when the next Alvin becomes the next Agatha,
when the smoke reaches new skies,
when even denial can’t cover the cracks in the system—
maybe those words will still be there,
waiting to be heard.
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