My Bad Romance
My name is Earth and… well, I am writing to you in hopes of help to whoever is reading this. I am a victim to a toxic, manipulative and abusive relationship with the world; politicians and their lying and cheating friends they call humans.
I remember a time when everything just seemed so… happy. No humans fighting and calling it wars, or hurting or hitting me with toxic smoke and polluting my landscape with these hideous and monstrous machines. Animals lived peacefully, and although things such as the food chain, competition plagued my world, not so much of it was harmful. It felt like it was something I myself can live with and get by day by day since I myself cannot do something personally about it. That was until humanity too evolved.
I welcomed them, with nothing but open arms, I shown them what I myself as a planet have to offer; materials they need to survive on and shelter from my sudden upsets of bad weather or natural disasters beyond my control. I gave them food, a place to call home in the peaceful landscapes of the mountains, plains, etc.
Humanity started to spread at the invention of ships; and as happy as I was for humans to use the resources I had to offer, just too much was being used. And after wars and continuous use of my materials for these humans to fight silly arguments, I started to feel as though what I was providing these guys was being exploited. I had no issues giving, but in return I got nothing and taken from me too fast for me to replenish.
However, I foolishly was not able to react. I could not provide bad weather or natural disasters as a precursor, as I do not wish to launch this harm on anyone. Our relationship became poor and broke down and well… I was hit. The first time I was hit was the invention of what these humans called a steam or machine revolution. It benefited their needs but… what about me? I have no issues with the sailing ships going around the world but this is too much and will hurt me. But did they listen?
However, I had no hope of stopping it. This is just the beginning, and my first encounter with politicians. I do not blame them but, at least not to start with. They had no way of knowing what they were doing to me was harmful despite my warnings and uses of bad weather. A coal revolution was sweeping the world, and what I thought was an awesome invention of sailing has now been contaminated with what is called engines. They make boats go much faster, but give of harmful fumes. This is not the only issue with this however; coal has been discovered hiding in my mountains and now my landscape started being polluted and exploited by humans. This was the second time I have been hit, and trying to stay strong I did not show my hate toward humans.
Politicians also joined the fight here, and the exploitation of oil polluted me even more. This was the aftershock of the second hit, which brought me to my knees and was the start of my walls giving way to my anger and hatred. Their wars resulted in a lot of these materials being more and more exploited, and the evolution of warfare and the introduction of mass production was even more assault.
Poor weather in what the western world call the 70s and 80s was the result of my walls breaking. I have taken enough and if this continues I will not have any intent or resolve to hold it back. And as scientists and good people discovered how their actions are polluting me, I really did hope politicians can take note. I did, I did. I was on my knees here begging for it to stop, but what did I get in return? Despite clear evidence, nothing changed. I was still being exploited and abused by these…. Monsters.
And alas, they take note; nuclear energy, windmills and use of dams have partially helped? Although I am being fed more and more lies and gas lit into believing false prophets they promise. ‘Nuclear energy is clean!’, is something I have heard a lot. It gives me a little space to breathe ultimately but… where does this waste go? Straight into my landscape and radioactive polluting my soil. Idiocy in how these plants are run have also damaged me even more, such as Chernobyl. If they cannot even control these places they should not even be run at all!
And now, as of 2021, I have reached boiling point and I need help to stop myself from doing something stupid. I have endured enough abuse since the dawn of humanity; and now I have had enough., By 2030 no one can determine where exactly this planet will be. For all I know, it could well exceed my boiling point and my devastation on the earth can end everything including myself. No one is taking note but the younger audience, and these politicians are either deaf or do not care.
I am really really hoping to end the abuse and trauma I have sustained, and for my sake as well as yours please… stop. I am on my knees right now, and my walls are crumbling. Nothing but evidence and suggestions can guide you away from hurting me even more than you have. These scars can go away, I just know it…. Your politicians call me beautiful, but… Why do the other humans say I am a mess and why am I still hurting?
Please… read this and take note before well….. no one knows exactly, but what can happen next might not be pretty…
Written by Young Creator Lewis