Let’s lend an ear to Nature. I believe she has a few things to say:
I’ve been watching for some time now, your unsustainable ways and overwhelming lust for progress. Progress once represented the improvement of your species’ livelihood through better health, happiness, and efficiency. It now is regarded amongst your fellows as material position, power, and wealth. I suppose I could see it coming long ago. I only wish more of you could have acknowledged the path you were heading on earlier.
Now, you are all beginning to see your faults and how you have given me so much trouble. So, I should at least extend a thank you for acknowledging what you’ve done to me. You attempt to try and heal my oceans by implementing rules and regulations for others, but at the end of the day you continue your habitual practices that seem to contradict your own efforts. Through agendas and the lust for self image, you try to scrub my skies clean of the carbon and airborne pollution with which you plague my atmosphere, only to pump out more carbon and pollution as you go about your life neglecting any conversation with me, simply because you feel you can survive without listening to me. You have developed an army you call environmental, yet, because you don’t want to talk with me (or maybe you’ve forgot how), you use this army as a way to shift the blame of lifestyle habits on others so you can continue with yours and still call it ok.
I will always be here to talk to you in hopes you’ll begin to understand my language. We can work together, and, because we are a part of each other, eventually there will be no other choice but to work together. Once it was said of me that I always win, that I always find a way. I’d refer to such statements as collected wisdom, gained by listening to my voice and learning my language. Set aside the distractions of progress. Your progression is now regression, and it’s keeping us from developing the harmonious relationship we once had. The mental ability of your species developed long ago to exceed that of any other in my biologic community. Use that gift to work with me. Your progress and the tools that stand testament to it will not help heal our wounds unless those using the tools and pushing the progress are doing so while learning my language and believing in my voice. The more distant our relationship becomes, the more difficult it will be to learn my language, and the more convoluted your life here will be.
My ancient forests tell you that time is relevant. My weather speaks of the delicate balance of everything that I am. My seas describe the energy and power needed to ensure our biologic world survives. My mountains and deserts convey my life’s history and offer lessons learned from the past.
Together, we’ve always had our differences, but so too have I with my other living things. Survival of the fittest? Wisest? You once thought for yourself and persevered. You lead yourself and your family. You didn’t put your faith in one man, or one politician, or one group to help see you through life’s challenges. You were capable of learning my ways, and for that you sustained yourself. It was a healthy balance for both of us. That’s all for now. We’ll talk soon.