The Murder of our Planet

     This planet, this stupid, beautiful planet. The one that sprouted life and never stopped. The perfect position in our solar system. In the habitable zone, Jupiter takes our hits for us. It's beautiful. So I don't understand... Why we're killing it. 

    I truly don't get why we saw this beautiful world that we wouldn't exist without and just started sucking its blood. At first we didn't know what we were doing, we were just progressing as a species. But now we know that so much of what we do is slowly destroying our planet and we aren't even trying to stop. This stupid species is too selfish for its own good. 

    Some of us are trying. Some of us care enough about what is happening to try and help. We try to buy used, we pick up trash in the woods, we recycle. It's not enough. Not enough people are trying. Too many care, but don't do anything. The system is build against the world. There are rich idiots who don't care about their impact on the world. It doesn't matter who they hurt, or what they put into the world, they just want to help themselves because to them it doesn't matter. Destruction isn't progress, it's the opposite. It may make you more wealthy, but the world is dying just a little faster because of it. We need more people to try. To at least make an effort. 

    We are leaving the future a terrible gift. Things are already bad now and we are just making it worse. The great pacific garbage patch is going to continue to get bigger, the greenhouse gasses will continue to infect our atmosphere and air.

    I often joke about destroying the world and annihilating the human species. But there are so many people who don't care or believe that the world is dying or that they're hurting it. Even if you're one of those people that are trying to help, you aren't innocent. Nobody is innocent in the murder of Earth. Nobody.

    That's all I really wanted to say. It's all fucked and almost nothing can fix it.