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(62,683 posts)Larrymoe Curlyshemp
(111 posts)Pagan religions respected and worked with Earth's natural rhythms. Then came the Righteous Monotheists, whose credo was made clear in the Book of Genesis, when God said to Adam, "Go into the earth and subdue it."
DakotaLady
(246 posts)... no words.
zeemike
(18,998 posts)Well done to whoever put that together.
SunSeeker
(51,518 posts)but the second half made me want to cry. Brutal. And it is our world.
xtraxritical
(3,576 posts)Control-Z
(15,682 posts)SammyWinstonJack
(44,129 posts)sheshe2
(83,655 posts)Awesome in our Earth's beauty. Incredibly painful to watch her hurting. She is crying out. We need to listen. The gruesome deaths of the activists in the end was heartbreaking. They died for money and greed. It can be a sad world that we live in. So very sad.
Thank You so much for posting this, Hissyspit. It is an important issue.
I only hope that people become enlightened on this.
Peace
She
We People
(619 posts)How can human beings continue to ignore this?
grahamhgreen
(15,741 posts)1monster
(11,012 posts)she is working to heal and to cast out the infection: us.
In the end, Mother Earth will win. The only questions are how much damage we will do before then, and how long it will take Earth to repair the damage?
salinen
(7,288 posts)for mankind. She will heal because there'll be loads of time to do so. Out of ashes come life.
alterfurz
(2,469 posts)...and one of these diseases is man." -- Nietzsche
Scuba
(53,475 posts)tavalon
(27,985 posts)and for that I'm grateful. She will be here long after the bald apes have gone. So many try to appeal to the stupid bald apes (says the stupid bald ape typing on a computer) by showing the beauty of Gaia. It hasn't changed anything. Bald apes aren't big enough to care about other bald apes, much less Gaia. So we will be a distant bad memory one day soon. And Gaia will recover because she marks time in epochs, not years.
I'm grateful that she can't be murdered by such silly creatures as us but I am sad that she has to bear any of the marks from bearing us. We are ungrateful children.
salinen
(7,288 posts)instead of a narcissistic being, maybe it'd be different.
But I'm a bit embarrassed to show my face to her.
it's strange but I feel responsible for how awful mankind has treated her. Jewish Guilt.
In_The_Wind
(72,300 posts)Stop the plunder.
Stop the fracking.
Stop the killing.
teewrex
(96 posts)yends21012
(228 posts)Well worth watching.
RebelOne
(30,947 posts)Lady Freedom Returns
(14,120 posts)and all that other stuff they do about this. Then he said that God promised never to flood the earth again.
Then I thought, He said He wouldn't. He never said he wouldn't set back and and watch us be stupid. I told this to the bible thumper. He went away.
Martin Eden
(12,847 posts)CHOCOLATMIMOSA
(165 posts)handmade34
(22,756 posts)"she's home... she's hurting..." I have felt the pain for decades and it doesn't seem to get easier...
the culture of rape is prominent in our news of late and the rape of our home, our mother, our entire life source, is no less important
http://globaljusticeecology.org
collectively we can do it, but it must be now...
http://www.opednews.com/articles/Bill-McKibben-Time-Is-Not-by-Tom-Engelhardt-130106-701.html
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42bambi
(1,753 posts)I'm here,
mourning my impending demise,
barely clinging to what remains.
I look around, not many here.
most merely give up,
move on to another affair,
leaving me here...alone.
yet as I wait, and watch,
and struggle for air,
the dust of dirt,
seeks a place to settle,
again and again, here, and there.
but torrents of raging water
easily discover their escape,
claiming pathways in between.
and while the tide has its way,
the scorched and withered
finds a final place to stay.
and so for now...
I remain as I am,
a body of untreated scars;
too often not noticed.
still, I'm here...waiting.
I'm worn down,
battered and abused;
from the outside,
to the inside.
bit by bit; so very torn.
and as I stand against time,
longing for a light of hope,
I hear ticking below,
and above, and all around.
still, visitors come,
and visitors go.
and for those who don't believe,
I remain unamused.
for as I die; so shall you.
my soil is my grave.
death waits for me;
to most though, It's just another day.
but for me...moments of time,
is all I have to give.
and to God, I give my body to save.
my name is Earth...help me; I pray.